"Poor Urbain, I never see him; no doubt he is still looking for our dear little one."
"Where was Blanche's chamber?" said Julia, looking curiously around her.
"On the first floor looking on the street, madame. Since she came to this house she had occupied no other."
"It was to this house that she came, then, with her father who was murdered?"
"Yes, madame."
"Were you then in the barber's service?"
"No, madame, I didn't come here until three years after."
"Where does your master sleep?"
"Directly underneath this. This is why, if he should come in, I am afraid that he would hear us speak."
"Have you always had this room?"