"Well—and to-day, Marie!"
The nurse told what had happened previous to the arrival of Ambroisine, who completed the story from that point.
"And he went away like that—hurriedly?" said Bathilde.
"Mon Dieu! yes; I am very sorry that I showed myself; but when I saw him holding his daughter in his arms, could I be expected to control my surprise?"
"He held her in his arms?"
"And he kissed her?"
"Oh! several times."
"And you are sure, Marie, that he knew that Blanche was the daughter of the Comtesse de Marvejols?"
"Pardine! I told the gentleman so yesterday, madame; and it was he himself who asked me the question."