“But their name?”
“I don’t know; the lady sold me the things in the presence of the porter, and so I had no occasion to ask her name, for what she sold belonged to her.”
“But their new address?”
“I don’t know that either.”
“No doubt they know at their old lodging?”
“No, sir; for, when I went back to get the things, the porter told me, speaking of the mother and daughter, ‘that they were very quiet people, very respectable, and very unfortunate,—I hope no misfortune has happened to them! They appeared to be very calm and composed, but I am sure they were quite in despair.’ ‘And where are they gone now to lodge?’ I asked. ‘Ma foi, I don’t know!’ was the answer; ‘they left without telling me, and I am sure they will not return here.’”
The hopes which Rodolph had entertained for a moment
