But one evening late in September, as I sat immersed in study, my
ear caught the sound of light girlish footsteps on the staircase
leading to my rooms; then came a momentary pause, a tap on the
door, and the next minute Noemi herself, closely followed by the
faithful Bambin, burst upon my solitude.
"I have found him, monsieur!" she cried breathlessly. "I came at
once to tell you,--I knew you would be so glad!"
"What,--Antoine?" I asked, rising and laying my book aside.
"Yes; Antoine! I met him in the street. He was dressed like a
gentleman; no one would have known him except me! He had no idea
I was in Paris; he turned quite white with the surprise of seeing me.
And I told him what a search I had made for him, and how miserable
I had been, and how good you were to me, and where I was living.
And he is coming to see me this very evening! Oh, I am so happy!"
"You should have sent me word of this, Noemi," said I gravely.
"You ought not to have come here. It is very foolish--"
She interrupted me with an imploring gesture.
"Oh, yes, I know; I am so sorry! But just at the moment I forgot.
I longed to tell you about Antoine, and everything else went out
of my head. Don't be cross with me!"
Could any one be angry with her? She was thoroughly innocent, and
natural, as innocence always is.
"My child, it is only of yourself I am thinking. Antoine will teach
you to be wiser by-and-by. Tell him to come and see me. I suppose
you will be married soon now, won't you?"
"Oh, yes, monsieur, very soon! Antoine only wanted money, and he
has plenty now; he has a business of his own, and is a patron himself!"
"Well, Noemi, I am very glad. You must let me come to your wedding.
I shall call at your house tomorrow, and ask all about it; for
no doubt Antoine will want you to settle the arrangements at once.
And now run home, for your own sake, my child."
"Goodbye! monsieur." She paused at the door and added shyly, "You
will really come tomorrow morning?"
"Yes, yes; before breakfast. Goodbye, Noemi."
III.
At about ten on the ensuing day I repaired to Noemi's lodging, and
found Madame Jeannel, the landlady, on the look-out for me.
"Noemi told me you were coming," she said; "I will go and fetch her.
Her fiance was here last night, and she has a great deal to tell you."
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