"Yes, monsieur, this letter; and as I was told that it would give you pleasure, that it might perhaps contribute to restoring your health, I was in a hurry to be alone with you so that I might give it to you."
"A letter that will give me pleasure! From whom did you get it, my girl?"
"From—from Monsieur Malberg."
"From Monsieur Malberg? Georget's protector?"
"Himself, monsieur."
Roncherolle manifested such emotion, his face became so deathly pale, that the girl was terrified.
"What is the matter, monsieur? do you feel worse?"
"No, but what you've just told me surprised me so.—Do you know Monsieur Malberg, pray?"
"Yes, monsieur. Oh! he is very kind, I tell you! he took Georget and his mother into his house, he is interested in me, and he has tried to help me to find my parents."
"Your parents—but give me the letter, my child."