When they had thanked the wood-cutter and passed on, he called them back
to ask if they had not lost a horse.
"I found a fine gray mare in my yard," he said, "where she may have gone
to escape the wolf. My dogs barked all night long, and at daybreak I saw
the beast under my shed; she's there still. Go and look at her, and if
you know her, take her."
Germain, having described Grise and being convinced that it was really
she, started back to get his saddle. Little Marie thereupon offered to
take the child to Ormeaux, where he could come and get him after he had
paid his respects at Fourche.
"He isn't very clean after the night we have passed," she said. "I will
brush his clothes, wash his pretty little face, and comb his hair, and
when he's all spick and span, you can present him to your new family."
"How do you know that I am going to Fourche?" rejoined Germain testily.
"Perhaps I shan't go there."
"Oh! yes, Germain, you ought to go, and you will," said the girl.
"You are in a great hurry to have me married to somebody else, so that
you can be sure I won't make myself a nuisance to you."
"Come, come, Germain, don't think any more about that; that's an idea
that came to you in the night, because our unpleasant adventure
disturbed your wits a little.
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