All the members were astonished when Barefoot answered "Yes, you can send him away--but do you know when? When you can go out to the churchyard, where our father and mother lie buried, and say to them: 'Up, go away with your child!' Then you can send him away. No one can be sent away from the place where his parents are buried; for he is more than at home there. And if it is written a thousand times in your books there, and a thousand times again,"--and here she pointed to the bound government registers,--"and wherever else it may be written, it cannot be done, and you cannot do it." One of the councilors whispered to the schoolmaster: "Barefoot has learned to talk in that way from nobody else but Black Marianne." And the sexton leaned over to the magistrate and said: "Why do you allow the Cinderella to make such an outcry? Ring for the gendarme and have him shut her up in the madhouse." But the magistrate only smiled, and explained that the community had rid itself of all burdens that could ever accrue to it through Damie by paying the greater part of his passage money. "But where is his home now?" asked Barefoot. "Wherever they will receive him, but not here--at present nowhere." "Yes, I have no home," said Damie, who almost enjoyed being made more and more unhappy; for now nobody could deny that he was the most unfortunate person in the world. Barefoot continued to fight, but she soon saw that nothing could be done; the law was against her. She now declared that she would work her fingers to the bone rather than take anything more from the parish, either for herself or for her brother; and she promised to pay back all that had been received. "Shall I put that down on the minutes?" asked the clerk of those who sat around. And Barefoot replied: "Yes, put it down; for with you nothing counts except what's written." Barefoot then put her signature to the entry. When this was done, it was announced that Damie, as a stranger, had permission to remain in the village for three days, but that if within that time he had not found some means of subsistence, he would be sent away, and in case of necessity, would be removed by force across the frontier. Without another word Barefoot left the Court-house with Damie, who actually shed tears because she had compelled him to return to the village to no purpose. It would have been better, he declared, if he had remained out in the woods and spared himself the jeering, and the humiliation of hearing himself banished as a stranger from his native place. Barefoot wanted to reply that it was better to know the worst, however bitter it might be; but she restrained herself, realizing that she had need of all her strength to keep up her own courage. She felt as if she had been banished with her brother, and understood that she had to fight with a world that had law and might to fall back upon, while she herself was empty-handed and helpless.