"Do not call me by this name. I am Jacques, the adopted son of Simon Fougère."
Irène went to him.
"Jacques," she said, "you long since bade me seek to make myself loved. Have I followed your advice?"
"I love you," answered Fanfar, simply.
"Do you wish me to become your wife?"
Caillette uttered a smothered exclamation.
"Fanfar," she said, "the lady loves you truly."
The young man pressed his hand upon his eyes.
"Thanks," he said, "your hearts are all noble and good."
"Come one and all!" cried Iron Jaws, gayly.