"Yes, yes," I answered, "goot vine and charming girl." "Charming girl too!" "Ya, ya." "Landsman, shall I go with you." "Ya, ya, me grat content." "Ah, you content, well! I quit France, yield the old woman, (he showed me by his fingers that Madame Moiselet was three-and-thirty,) and in your land I take little girl no more as fifteen years." "Ya, bien, a girl no infant: a! you is a brave lad." Moiselet returned more than once to his project of emigration; he thought seriously of it, but to emigrate liberty was requisite, and they were not inclined to let us go out. I suggested to him that he should escape with me on the first opportunity--and when he had promised me that we would not separate, not even to take a last adieu of his wife, I was certain that I should soon have him in my toils. This certainly was the result of very simple reasoning. Moiselet, said I to myself, will follow me to Germany: people do not travel or live on air: he relies on living well there: he is old, and, like king Solomon, proposes to tickle his fancy with some little Abishag of Sunem. Oh, father Moiselet has found the _black hen_; here he has no money, therefore his black hen is not here; but where is she? We shall soon learn, for we are to be henceforward inseparable. As soon as my man had made all his reflections, and that, with his head full of his castles in Germany, he had so soon resolved to expatriate himself, I addressed to the king's attorney-general a letter, in which, making myself known as the superior agent of the Police de Sûreté, I begged him to give an order that I should be sent away with Moiselet, he to go to Livry, and I to Paris. We did not wait long for the order, and the jailer announced it to us, on the eve of its being put into execution; and I had the night before me to fortify Moiselet in his resolutions. He persisted in them more strongly than ever, and acceded with rapture to the proposition I made him of effecting an escape from our escort as soon as it was feasible. So anxious was he to commence his journey, that he could not sleep. At daybreak, I gave him to understand that I took him for a thief as well as myself. "Ah, ah, grip also," said I to him, "deep, deep François, you not spoken, but tief all as von." He made me no answer; but when, with my fingers squeezed together _à la Normande_, he saw me make a gesture of grasping something, he could not prevent himself from smiling, with that bashful expression of _Yes_, which he had not courage to utter. The hypocrite had some shame about him, the shame of a devotee. I was understood. At length the wished-for moment of departure came, which was to enable us to accomplish our designs. Moiselet was ready three whole hours beforehand, and to give him courage, I had not neglected to push about the wine and brandy, and he did not leave the prison until after having received all his sacraments.