Possibility

At home, the conversation about him stopped, but on the main street of the small town, everyone was talking about him. At first, the words were unintelligible, but the closer Adelard approached the crowd, the more clearly he heard their words. And at the head of them was Madame Lucy. Her yellow dress was like the sun and Adelard could easily see her through the crowd that was desperately trying to look alike. Surrounded by small houses of orange and brown, the people of almost the whole town stood and listened to the words about Adelard with admiration and rapture. They spoke of just Adelard, the man, and it was their truth, hope, and meaning. 

When Madame Lucy saw him among the crowd, standing modestly beside an older man, she shouted, "Adelard, dear!" 

The applause was louder than Adelard expected. He didn't even notice how he ended up next to Madame Lucy. 

"What's going on here?" he managed to ask before the crowd of reporters started asking hi