Valmond did not fail to see her meaning, but he was too wise to show it.
He hardly knew how it was he had answered her unhesitatingly in English,
for it had been his purpose to avoid speaking English in Pontiac.
Presently Madame Chalice caught sight of Monsieur Garon coming from the
house. When he saw her, he stopped short in delighted surprise. Gathering
up her skirts, she ran to him, put both hands on his shoulders, kissed
him on the cheek, and said:
"Monsieur Garon, Monsieur Garon, my good avocat, my Solon! are the
coffee, and the history, and the blest madeira still chez-toi?"
There was no jealousy in the Cure; he smiled at the scene with great
benevolence, for he was as a brother to Monsieur Garon. If he had any
good thing, it was his first wish to share it with him; even to taking
him miles away to some simple home where a happy thing had come to poor
folk--the return of a prodigal son, a daughter's fortunate marriage, or
the birth of a child to childless people; and there together they
exchanged pinches of snuff over the event, and made compliments from the
same mould, nor desired difference of pattern.
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