But the matter was no such light one. Madame shook her head. 'Ah, that was not possible!'
'Why not?'
'Ah, well, there was the concierge! The concierge was out.'
'But the concierge would return?'
'Oh yes! It was true he would return!'
The little woman cast a wistful eye on the door of her own room.
'At what hour?'
'Ah! That was a question!'
'This morning?'
'Possibly!'