"Rose, give me my cane and hat!"
Then, turning towards me, he added, in a lowered tone and speaking very
quickly:--
"As to you--don't forget our conversation. If you think you can make me
say 'yes,' try!--but I don't think you'll succeed. Meanwhile, not a word
to Rose, or, by Saint Barthélemy, my patron of happy memory, I'll
instantly kick you out of doors!"
[Illustration: "AT THAT MOMENT ROSE APPEARED."]
At that moment Rose appeared with my uncle's cane and hat, which she
handed to him. He kissed her on the forehead; then, giving me a last but
eloquent look, hurried from the shop.