"Monsieur de Roncherolle lives on Rue de Bretagne, in the Marais, in a furnished lodging house. He doesn't know the number, but as the street is short, it will be easy to find."
"Rue de Bretagne, in the Marais,—a furnished lodging house?"
"Yes, monsieur, that is right."
"So I have found him at last!" murmured the count, intensely excited.
"If I should go this evening—but no, it is too late. He would not admit me perhaps. But to-morrow morning—yes, I will see him to-morrow."
"What could Violette have had to say to you about me, monsieur?" faltered Georget, walking toward his master; but he simply pointed to the door and said: "Leave me," in a tone which permitted no reply.
Poor Georget left the room, disconcerted, and saying to himself:
"It is strange! I thought I should make him very happy by giving him that gentleman's address; but it seems to have produced a contrary effect."
XXVIII
THE EDUCATION OF A PARROT
Let us return to Monsieur de Roncherolle, whom we left in his little lodging house in the Marais.