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Updated: May 12, 2025
She told the men what M. Vulfran said, listened to their reply, then continued: "They say that they have examined the flooring, and that it is not safe for this machine. They want a thorough test made and strong supports placed under the floor." "The supports can be placed there at once, and when Fabry returns a thorough examination will be made. Tell them that.
"In French?" demanded M. Vulfran. "No, in English." "What signature?" "It's not very clear ... looks like Field. Fildes ... preceded by a word that I can't make out. There are four pages. Your name occurs in several places, uncle. Shall I give it to Fabry?"
A gentlewoman, named Fabry, with her aged mother and other females of the family, had taken refuge in the cellar of her mansion. As the day was drawing to a close, a band of plunderers entered, who, after ransacking the house, descended to the cellarage. Finding the door barred, they forced it open with gunpowder. The mother, who was nearest the entrance, fell dead on the threshold.
He also appeared to be in a somewhat excited state. He gave a look at Perrine which made her feel uneasy without knowing why. "I got your telegram," said M. Vulfran, "but it was so vague. I want to be sure. Speak out." "Shall I speak before mademoiselle?" asked Fabry, glancing at Perrine. "Yes, if it is as you say." It was the first time that Fabry had asked if he could speak before Perrine.
After the mail had been opened and the replies dictated, M. Vulfran detained Fabry and said: "I want you to start for Rouen. I think you can spare the time. I have heard that they have built a model crèche there. It is not built by the town, but someone has had it built to the memory of one whom they have lost. I want you to see how this is made.
Finally I employed Fabry, who, with his investigations, forced you to throw yourself into my arms. If you had spoken sooner, my little darling, you would have spared me many doubts." "Yes," said Perrine sweetly, "but we are so happy now, and doesn't that prove that what I did was all for the best?" "Well, all is well. We will leave it at that. Now tell me all about your father ... my boy."
It was on Thursday, when she reached the factories with the two machinists, that she found Monsieur Fabry in the workshop busy inspecting the work that had already been done. Discreetly she waited at a distance, not taking part in any of the explanations that were being made, but all the same the chief machinist drew her into the conversation.
"You will stay here," continued M. Vulfran. "Your food will be given to you and also a lodging at the inn. You will have nothing to pay there. And if we are pleased with you, you will receive something extra when Monsieur Fabry returns." She was an interpreter; that was far better than pushing trucks.
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