"Profoundly, madame;" and Monsieur Varbarriere, with his broad and brown hand on his breast, bowed slowly and very deep.
CHAPTER II.
M. Varbarriere orders his Wings.
In her own way, with interjections, and commentary and occasional pauses for the sake of respiration, old Lady Alice related the substance of what the Bishop had communicated to her.
"And what do you suppose, Monsieur Varbarriere, to have been the contents of that red leather box?" asked Lady Alice.
Monsieur Varbarriere smiled mysteriously and nodded.
"I fancy, Lady Alice, I have the honour to have arrived at precisely the same conclusion with yourself," said he.
"Well, I dare say. You see now what is involved. You understand now why I should be, for his own sake, more than ever grieved that my boy is gone," she said, trembling very much.
Monsieur Varbarriere bowed profoundly.