"'When will the moon change?' inquired another.
"'She is in her last quarter, I think,' said the artizan.
"'Pardon,' said the labourer, 'we had a new moon last night.'
"'A bad beginning,' observed a third, 'for I fancy it rained the whole night.'
"'By no means,' said Rodolphe, 'you are mistaken, the weather was fine the first part of the night. The rain began to fall just as the clock struck three.'
"Julie's heart bounded—'c'est lui!' she said to herself.
"'C'est la livrée de Rodemont que vous portez là, mon beau monsieur?' said the old woman.
"'Yes,' said Julie, it's the Rodemont livery.'
"'You're in a good service,' added the old woman.
"'I was,' replied Julie, shrugging her shoulders expressively.
"'Comment! On vous a chassé?' inquired the hostess.
"'Worse luck,' said Julie, but I hope to get back again.'
