"Yes; you still have a friend or two. Who says the days of miracles are over? You have been away a year and are not quite forgotten."
"And what did my friends say?" asked Dangeau, smiling a little.
"They said you were an honest man. I said there were n't two in Paris. They declared you were one of them."
"Ciel, Citizen, you are a pessimist."
"Optimists lose their heads these days," said Goyot with a grimace. "But after all one must trust some one, or one gets no further."
"Certainly."
"Well, we want to get further, that is all."
"Your meaning, Citizen?"
"Mon Dieu, must I dot all the i's?"
"Well, one or two perhaps."