"Do you know Madame Lalaurie?" he asked her, when she set the cup aside. "Or know of her?"

The girl shook her head. "That is, I know she's a rich lady, if she's got a big house like that, and bought slaves." She looked down at the toes of her shoes, black and red, to match the dress, with frivolous white lacings. "She bought a houseman, only a week or so ago, name of Gervase, from my master-that used to be my master, before he freed me," she added hastily. "Michie..." She hesitated, fishing around for corroborative detail again. If her name were LaFayette her master's would probably be, too, so she said, "Michie Napoleon LaFayette: But Michie LaFayette, he set me free, and I come to town looking for Gervase. We were married, me and Gervase. Really married, Michie Janvier, by a priest and everything."

Her dark eyes were childishly earnest, looking into his, but he saw in the flinch of her mouth, heard in the inflection of her voice, that she lied. Not that it was his business. There were a lot of men who didn't want their people to marry, or even to become Christians. But it wasn't any of his affair, though as a Christian he hoped this girl had at least been baptized. He asked, "So why didn't you try to see Gervase yourself?"

"I did!" She spread out her child-small hands, with the roughened skin of washing-up on the fingers and backs. "I tried. I went to the house on Rue Royale, and they always keep the big gate there shut. That coachman of Madame's there, he wouldn't let me in. I asked him." There was anger in the set of the little mouth. "He just smiled at me nasty and said Gervase was busy and Madame wouldn't have her people taking time off from their work to chat with girls in the street. I told him I was his sister," she added naively, and sighed.

January forebore to mention how many "sisters" and "cousins" and "brothers" came loitering around to speak to servants in the twilight. Only the slackest of mistresses would permit such dalliance, and Madame Delphine Lalaurie was known for the silent efficiency of her servants. "So you want me to talk to Gervase?"