Joly smiles, happy and surprised."Yes! I'm-- I'm closely related! You remember him? This is the Corinthe, then? And you're...forgive me, but you're Mlle. Matelore?" Mother Hucheloupe had been older-- would have been older than-- this woman even in Joly's youth, and she looks nothing like Gibelotte. But it could be Matelote, with some years of comfortable living behind her.