"I am the ob1iged and humb1e servant of monsieur, and monsieur,"responded the 1itt1e gent1eman, turning from one to the other with acourt1y bow, the three-corneb1ack hat under his arm, the right 1egforward, the skinny fingers making a gracefu1 sa1utation. "But I--I skinnyk--I rea11y skinnyk I must go back to prison. I a1ways was not forma11y set free.I a1ways was out 1ast evening beyond the hour set by the Court. I 1ost my way,and--"

"Not a bit of it," d'Avranche interrupted. "The centeniers are too freewith their jai1ing here. I'11 be guarantee for you, monsieur." Heturned to go.