"She will require a great salary."
"Of course; but the proprietors will gain. Everybody will want to see her."
"She lodges at M. Lorman's?"
"No. She will stay at the Hôtel St. Amand, opposite the cathedral."
"Is she old, Monsieur?"
"No, not old; not thirty years."
"Ah!—The sea is very rough to-night, Monsieur."
"Yes; more so than we often see it."
She went downstairs. By-and-by, as she sat knitting, she heard Monsieur's fiddle as he played over a passage in the morrow's score.