"‘He would do far better to keep quiet.’
"But,suddenly,my father appeared to be worried;he retreated afew steps,stared at his family gathered around the old shell opener,and quickly came toward us.He seemed very pale,with a peculiar look.In a low voice he said to my mother:
"‘It's extraordinary how that man opening the oysters looks like Jules.’
"Astonished,my mother asked:
"‘What Jules?’
"My father continued:
"Why,my brother.If I did not know that he was well off in America,I should think it was he.'"Bewildered,my mother stammered: