"In one moment, sir. Arrived at the Palais Marchand, my gentleman said, 'Give me your number, my lad, I only desire to have the power to recognize your kindness some day, and to pay you as you deserve; for without your help, I could not have been present at an audience very important to my lawsuit; but, as you have been so obliging, do me yet one more favor. I started to go to my tailor to tell him not to fail to bring me the coat which he promised me for to-night. This tailor keeps in St. Honoré, at the sign of The Golden Scissors. If it will not take you too much out of your way to pass this shop and tell the tailor that the Marquis--Let--Les--Létorière--yes, that's it--of Létorière, will expect this evening the coat he took the measure for a fortnight since.' 'Whether it is out of my way or not,' said I, 'I will go at any rate.' Then you hired me by the hour, sir;" and the coachman, turning towards the steward, added: "I have passed through St. Honoré, which has not put you out at all, and I have executed my commission to this worthy knight of the thimble and needle." Turning to Landry: "Now, tailor, don't forget the gentleman's coat, and if you will tell me at what hour it will be ready, I will come and carry it to his house myself, gratis. Zounds!--always gratis--for I am sure that to oblige any one who so much resembles a good angel ought to give one happiness. Now, my master, excuse me"--and he turned towards the steward of Madame Rohan-Soubise--"when you are ready we will start." The steward, witness of this singular scene, felt interested in spite of himself; he did not hurry in getting into the coach, especially when he heard Dame Landry cry, in a cross voice, regarding her husband with surprise and astonishment: "Have you then dared, in spite of my orders, to promise another coat to this person who never pays? But you have not begun it, I hope?" "But, my dear--" "There is no but about it,--answer me!" "I have done more than begin it, my dear; I have finished it," said the tailor, sadly lowering his head. "You have made this coat? And with what? And when? Why don't you answer me? For the last week I have not seen you, you and your worthy apprentice, working on anything but these woollen overcoats and these shaggy jackets." Wishing to come to his master's succor, Master Kraft ventured to say: "It was I, Madame Landry, who bought, with my own savings, five yards of Segovian cloth, of an amaranth color, and in order to make the garment complete, three yards of changeable taffeta, for the trimming of the vest and coat; and we have worked nights, Master Landry and I, in order that we might not lose our work by day." "So, while I have been quietly and honestly sleeping, you have been sitting up like criminals to work upon this beautiful masterpiece!" cried the housewife.