We have, at least, been able to interview Daddy Jacques--as he is called in the country--a old servant in the Stangerson family.
To me she said "bon soir, Daddy Jacques" as she passed into The Yellow Room.
We have, without interrupting him, allowed Daddy Jacques to recount to us roughly all he knows about the crime of The Yellow Room.
I'll give you until noon, Daddy," said the girl in a voice which carried a more strongly defined tone of authority than her father's soft drawl, "and then I shall come into that room, if I have to use an axe, and bring you out--do you understand?
Poor old Daddy," she mused, "were I a thousand years old, wrinkled and toothless, he would still look upon me as his baby girl.
But at last Eppie, glancing at the clock, checked the play, and said, "O daddy, you're wanting to go into the sunshine to smoke your pipe.
Oh, I'll tell you, daddy," said Eppie, clasping her hands suddenly, after a minute's thought.
Oh, I'm stronger than you think, daddy," said Eppie; "and if there wasn't stones enough to go all round, why they'll go part o' the way, and then it'll be easier to get sticks and things for the rest.
Desiring to have his reasons for liking him, I could only gather the sentences - 'I known't: he pays dad back what he gies to me - he curses daddy
for cursing me.
The Angel of Music played a part in all Daddy Daae's tales; and he maintained that every great musician, every great artist received a visit from the Angel at least once in his life.
But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
Professor Valerius was dead, but his widow remained in France with Daddy Daae and his daughter, who continued to play the violin and sing, wrapping in their dream of harmony their kind patroness, who seemed henceforth to live on music alone.