"The driver broke the regulation by my orders," Edward said; "he was bringing this lady to the bedside of a dying friend. Here is enough to pay his fine." He gave a few napoleons to the cabman and his card on which he placed his address.
"Adieu, madame. I will arrange everything, and if you will attend the funeral I will notify you."
"I will attend," said Cambia; "I thank you. Adieu."
CHAPTER XLIV.
THE HEART OF CAMBIA.
It was a simple burial. Edward sent a carriage for Cambia, one for the concierge and his wife, and in the other he brought Mrs. Montjoy and Mary, to whom he had related a part of the history of Benoni, as he still called him. Out in Pere la Chaise they laid away the body of the old master, placed on it their flowers and the beautiful wreath that Cambia brought, and were ready to return.
As they approached their carriage, Edward introduced the ladies, to whom he had already told of Cambia's career.
They looked with sympathetic pleasure upon the great singer and were touched by her interest in and devotion to the old musician, "whom she had known in happier days."
Cambia studied their faces long and thoughtfully and promised to call upon them. They parted to meet again.