The Golden Lion of Granpere Part 24

'Yes; to-day;--or this evening at least. But I must settle something first. What do you say, father?' Michel Voss stood for a while with his hands in his pockets and his head turned away. 'You know what I mean, father.'

'O yes; I know what you mean.'

'I don't suppose you'll say anything against it now.'

'It wouldn't be any good, I suppose, if I did,' said Michel, crossing over the courtyard to the other part of the establishment.

He gave no farther permission than this, but George thought that so much was sufficient.

George did return to Colmar that evening, being in all matters of business a man accurate and resolute; but he did not go till he had been thoroughly scolded for his misconduct by Marie Bromar. 'It was your fault,' said Marie. 'Your fault from beginning to end.'

'It shall be if you say so,' answered George; 'but I can't say that I see it.'

'If a person goes away for more than twelve months and never sends a word or a message or a sign, what is a person to think, George?' He could only promise her that he would never leave her again even for a month.

How they were married in November, and how Madame Faragon was brought over to Granpere with infinite trouble, and how the household linen got itself marked at last, with a V instead of a U, the reader can understand without the narration of farther details.