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Thencamedinner。ItwastowardsthemiddleofthismealthatGodfreybegantofeelveryillatease。Hefidgeted，helookedtowardsthedoor，hehalfroseandsatdownagain。
“Doyouperchancewishtogoout？“askedthePasteur，whowaskeepinghimunderconstantobservation。
“Whatofitifhedoes？“interruptedMadame。“DidnotMonsieurGodfreyinformusthathewasunwell？Gothen，MonsieurGodfrey。“
“No，notso，“saidthePasteur。“Remainseated。InoneminuteIwillbereadytoaccompanyyou。“
“/MonDieu!/whatfor？“exclaimedMadame。“NeverdidIhearofsuchathing，“whileevenJuliettelookedamazed。
MeanwhileGodfreyhadrisenandwasmakingforthedoor，withafixedandsicklysmileuponhisface。ThePasteurswalloweddownhis/vinordinaire/andrushedafterhim。
“Heisill，“saidJuliette，withsympathy，“alldayhehaslookedstrange。“
“Perhaps，“saidMadame。“Thatsermonofyourfather’swasenoughtoturnanybody’sstomach，withhistalkaboutdevilsandwitches。Butwhycannotheleavehimalone？Adoctorinsuchacaseperhaps，butaclergyman——!/MonDieu!/theretheygo，thetwoofthemwalkingtowardsthewoods。Whatastrangeidea!AndyourfatherhasMonsieurGodfreybythearm，althoughassuredlyheisnotfaintforhepullsaheadasthoughinagreathurry。Theymustbemad，bothofthem。I
havehalfamind——“
“No，no，Mother，“saidJuliette。“Leavethemalone。Doubtlessintimetheywillreturn。Perhapsithassomethingtodowiththestars。“
“Sillygirl!Starsatmidday!“
“Well，Mamma，youknowtheyarealwaysthereevenifonecannotseethem。“
“Nonsense，child。Theyonlycomeatnight。Thequestionis——wherearethosetwogoing？“
Julietteshookherheadandgaveitup，andsoperforcedidhermother。
Meanwhile，followingashortcutthroughthesnowywoodsthatranovertheshoulderoftheinterveninghill，thepairwerewendingtheirwaytowardsLucerne。Godfrey，afixedandvacantlookuponhisface，wentfirst；thePasteurclingingtohisarmlikealimpettoarock，puffedalongbesidehim。
“Heaven!“hegasped，“butthisattractionofyoursmustbestrongthatitmakesyouwalksofastimmediatelyafterdinner。“
“Itis，itis!“saidGodfrey，inakindofagony。“Ifeelasthoughmyinsidewerebeingdrawnout，andImustfollowit。PleaseholdmyarmtightorIshallrun。“
“Ah!thewitch。Thegreatwitch!“puffedthePasteur，“andupthishilltoo，oversnow。Well，itwillbebetteronthedowngrade。Givemeyourhand，myboy，foryourcoatisslipping，andifonceyougotawayhowshouldIcatchyou？“
TheyaccomplishedthewalkintoLucerneinabsolutelyrecordtime。
Fortunately，atthisafter-dinnerhourfewpeoplewereabout，butsomeofthosewhomtheymetstaredatthem，andonecalled：
“Doyoutakehimtothepolice-station？Sha
