"I know you," she said, as he turned in surprise. "Remember me?"
"You? Where have I seen you? When was it?"
"Long ago--enfante perdue--Remember now?"
"What? You the woman that stole the child, and the nuns got off? Yes, I remember you. You should be at the Isle aux Noix now, I do believe. Look out, as I said a little ago, or you'll go there yet, some day. Don't you be expecting the ladies will do as much for you next time."
"Enfante encore perdue?"
"To be sure. Do you know where it is?"
"Morte," grunted Thérèse, with a wicked flash of her eye--"ze bones."
"Murder? Do you say it was murdered? Did you see it done? Did you do it yourself?"
"No. Fidèle and Paul."
"Will you swear out an information. There is a reward still out. It has not been withdrawn that ever I heard. If I get you that reward, is it a bargain that I am to draw it for you and keep half? Is it a bargain?"