“Monsieur，itisdifficultforamothernottobeeternallygratefultoyouforyourkindnesstoherson，“repliedAgathe；“butthissonisbanishedfrommyheart，andasformoney，Ihavenone。Nottobeaburdenonmysonwhomyouseehere，whoworksdayandnightanddeservesallthelovehismothercangivehim，Iamtheassistantinalottery-office——atmyage！“
“Andyou，youngman，“saidtheolddragoontoJoseph；“can’tyoudoasmuchforyourbrotherasapoordanceratthePorte-Saint-Martinandanoldsoldier？“
“Lookhere！“saidJoseph，outofpatience；“doyouwantmetotellyouinartistlanguagewhatIthinkofyourvisit？Well，youhavecometoswindleusonfalsepretences。“
“To-morrowyourbrothershallgotothehospital。“
“Andhewilldoverywellthere，“answeredJoseph。“IfIwereinlikecase，Ishouldgotheretoo。“