"Is that true, perfectly true?"
"'Tis true as I tell you."
"Honor bright! you are not telling me a lie?"
He raised his hand.
"Before God, I'm not!" said he.
"Then do you know whether Célestin Duclos is still on her?"
He was astonished, uneasy, and wished, before answering, to learn something further.
"Do you know him?"
She became distrustful in turn.
"Oh! 'tis not myself—'tis a woman who is acquainted with him."