"My dear son, you will not be so proud of your father as he is of you; you have every right to reproach him for his desertion of you. But I was very young, I was poor, I did not know what it is to be a father--and I have blamed myself so bitterly for that sin!" Paul threw himself into his father's arms, begging him to say no more, and Sans-Cravate added: "You must forget the past, and think of nothing but your present happiness." "Yes," said Paul, pressing his former comrade's hand. "But since I am taking Albert's place here, your sister must accept now what he and my father have done for her.--Am I not carrying out your wishes in this, father?" "Yes, my son," was the reply; "indeed, from this time forth I shall approve whatever you do." "Shake!" said Sans-Cravate to Paul; "I will accept anything from you; if you should offer me a million, I'd take it--I must make up for my infernal stupidity with regard to you. But my sister's waiting for us--and--and----" Sans-Cravate whispered the name of Elina. Paul instantly asked his father's permission to leave him a moment; and Monsieur Vermoncey gave it, on the condition that he would bring Adeline to him, whom he desired to embrace, and that Madame Desroches would remain and talk with him at greater length about his son. The old lady asked nothing better. In a very few minutes, Sans-Cravate and Paul were with Adeline, who, in accordance with her brother's suggestion, had gone to see little Elina and had told her of the great change in Paul's position. When the two friends arrived, they found the little dressmaker weeping bitterly, because she was persuaded that her lover, now that he had become rich, would no longer think of marrying her. Paul hastened to console Elina, and Sans-Cravate said: "You must strike while the iron's hot, and present your sweetheart to your father right away; at this moment, he can't refuse you anything--later, nobody knows." Paul approved this suggestion; but Elina was afraid to go to Monsieur Vermoncey's; she trembled at the thought, and refused; it required all her lover's eloquence, all the entreaties of Adeline and her brother, to induce her to accompany them. They succeeded at last in allaying her terror, and ere long the two girls stood before Monsieur Vermoncey. Sans-Cravate presented his sister, whose sad, sweet face and lovely eyes brimming with tears aroused Monsieur Vermoncey's most affectionate interest; he embraced her and called her his daughter. Then he fixed his eyes on little Elina, who was trying to hide behind a curtain, and said, with a smile: "But who is this other young lady?" Paul stepped forward, blushing, and told his father of his love for Elina; he dwelt upon the delicacy of the girl, who loved him when he had nothing and offered to give him her little fortune; then he told of the care she had lavished on him during his illness.