"Yes, yes I recollect; the last thing--before my illness--I was talking to my daughter, and who--who then? Oh! a very generous man, M. Rudolph, prevented my arrest. Since then I recollect nothing." "Your disease was attended by a loss of memory," said the doctor. "The sight of your daughter, of your wife, of your friends, has restored it to you." "And at whose house am I, then?" "At a friend of M. Rudolph's," Germain hastened to say: "the change of air, it was thought, would be useful to you." "Very well," whispered the doctor; and, addressing the superintendent, added, "Order the cab round to the garden door, so that he shall not be obliged to pass through the courts to go out at the main entrance." Thus, as often happens in cases of madness, Morel had no recollection or consciousness of the alienation of mind with which he had been attacked. What remains to be told? Some moments afterward, leaning on his wife and daughter, and accompanied by a medical student, who, as a matter of precaution, was to accompany them to Paris, Morel got into the carriage, and left Bicetre, without suspecting that he had been confined there as a lunatic. "You think this man is completely cured?" said Madame George to the doctor, who was conducting her to the principal entrance of Bicetre. "I think so, madame, and I have expressly left him under the happy influence of this family meeting. I should have feared to separate them. I shall go and see him every day until his cure is perfectly established; for, not only does he interest me very much, but he was particularly recommended to me, on his first entrance here, by the charge d'affaires of the Grand Duchy of Gerolstein." Germain and his mother exchanged glances. "I thank you, sir," said Madame George, "for the kindness with which you have allowed me to visit this fine establishment; and I congratulate myself at having witnessed a touching scene, which your knowledge and skill had foreseen and predicted." "And I, madame, doubly congratulate myself upon the success which has restored so excellent a man to the arms of his family." Some moments afterward, Madame George, Rigolette and Germain had left Bicetre, as well as the Pipelets. Just as Dr. Herbin returned to the courts, he met one of the superior officers of the house, who said to him, "Ah! my dear M. Herbin, you cannot imagine what a scene I have just witnessed. For an observer like you it would have been an inexhaustible source of--" "How then? What scene?" "You know that we have here two women who are condemned to death--the mother and daughter--who are to be executed to-morrow?" "Doubtless." "Never in my life have I seen hardihood and unconcern like this mother's: she is an infernal woman." "Is it not Widow Martial, who showed so much unblushing assurance at her trial?" "The same." "And what has she done more?"