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I've come to say to you that I never felt so sorry for anyone in my life as I do for you. I cried all night after your beautiful mill was burned down. You were coming to see me next day you remember what you said in M. Fille's office but of course you couldn't. Of course, there was no reason why you should come to see me really I've 'only got two hundred acres and the house.
He squeezed M. Fille's arm and said: "I've been quick with my tongue myself, but I feel sure now, that it's through long and close association with my Clerk of the Court." "Ah, monsieur, you are so difficult to understand!" was the reply. "I have known you all these years, and yet " "And yet you did not know how much of the woman there was in me!... But yes, it is that.
He had said in M. Fille's office not many hours before, "I will fight it all out alone," and here in the tragic quiet of the night he made his resolve a reality. In appearance he was not now like the "Seigneur" who sang to the sailors on the Antoine when she was fighting for the shore of Gaspe; nevertheless there was that in him which would keep him much the same man to the end.
M. Fille's eyes said as plainly as words could do, "Courage, my friend!" Rat-tat-tat! Rat-tat-tat! The knocking was sharp and imperative now. The Clerk of the Court went quickly forward and threw open the door. There stepped inside the widow of Palass Poucette. She had a letter in her hand. "M'sieu', pardon, if I intrude," she said to M. Fille; "but I heard that M'sieu' Jean Jacques was here.
If your throat gets tired, there's Brown's Bronchial Troches " She pointed to an advertisement on the fence near by. "M. Fille's cook says they cure a rasping throat." With that shot, Virginie Poucette whipped up her horses and drove on.
Judge Carcasson had always said that Zoe had judgment beyond her years; M. Fille had remarked often that she had both prudence and shrewdness as well as a sympathetic spirit; but M. Fille's little whispering sister, who could never be tempted away from her home to any house, to whom the market and the church were like pilgrimages to distant wilds, had said to her brother: "Wait, Armand wait till Zoe is waked, and then prudence and wisdom will be but accident.
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