"Oh! he will come, my dear; I am very sure that he will come."
"Why are you so sure of it, pray? what makes you think so?"
"Why--because he looked so happy when you invited him to come; his eyes expressed such pleasure!"
"Very well! if he comes, we will receive him.--Have you put down my library?"
"Yes, it"s all down. He has a very courteous manner."
"My _etagere_."
"And very _comme il faut_!"
"The small dining-table; we may need it."
"He expresses himself very well."
"And this desk, this blotting-pad."
"How old should you say he was?"
"My blotting-pad?"
"Why, no; Monsieur Edmond Didier."
Madame Dalmont"s expression was almost stern as she said:
"My dear girl, don"t you propose to think of anything but Monsieur Edmond?"
"I! Why do you ask me that?"
"Because ever since we came back from the notary"s, I suppose you are not conscious of it, but you have talked of nothing but him; you are thinking of him all the time."
Agathe blushed to the whites of her eyes and stammered:
"Mon Dieu! if I have talked about that young man, it is only because he was so obliging to--you, that it seemed to me quite natural to be grateful to him. But if it displeases you, that is enough; I won"t mention him again."
"Let us not exaggerate things, my dear love; the thing that might displease me would be to see you thinking too much of a person whom we hardly know; who showed himself most willing to be of service to us, it is true; but who is none the less a stranger to us."
"A stranger! why he told us all about his family and his means, and what he did."
"Yes, that is true; and I noticed that the first use he made of the sixty thousand francs left him by an uncle, was to leave his place."
"Because he does business on the Bourse now."
"It would have been much wiser of him to keep the place he had.--But after all, my dear girl, this doesn"t concern us. In my judgment, we have had quite enough to say about this gentleman, and I ask you now whether you will or will not help me to prepare an inventory of the furniture I propose to keep?"
"Am I not writing what you tell me to? I am waiting for you to dictate to me. I won"t say another word."
Mademoiselle Agathe had a.s.sumed a little pout which made Honorine smile.
They went on with the inventory without a word on any other subject; and during the rest of the day Edmond"s name was not mentioned; but it was easy to see that Agathe checked herself sometimes as she was on the point of speaking, probably because it was about him.
Early the next morning the two friends went to the station where they took the train for Ch.e.l.les. It was not a long journey, but they had plenty of time to talk. It was not difficult to discover that the girl was burning to talk about Edmond, but she dared not; and Honorine, who could easily read the thoughts of her whom she had almost reared, made a point of avoiding everything that might lead the conversation to the young man who had been so obliging to them.
But at sixteen years, a girl has much difficulty in concealing what she feels, in holding back what she is burning to say. She has not yet acquired that habit of dissimulation which is the result of experience and of familiarity with the world.
Agathe, consumed with the longing to recur to her favorite subject, said abruptly to her companion:
"Do you know, my dear, I believe that I have guessed why Monsieur Edmond Didier suddenly showed so much zeal in making himself useful to us?"
"Ah! you have guessed why it was? Well, what motives impelled him, do you think?"
"Why, I think that it was probably because he had fallen in love with you."
Madame Dalmont turned toward the girl and looked her straight in the eye.
"Agathe," she said, "you don"t mean a word of what you are saying; and it is not kind to lie to your friend in the hope of concealing your real thought from her. Instead of that, why not tell her frankly--what I noticed clearly enough, by the way--that that young man looked at you a great deal, that his expression seemed to imply that he thought you pretty, and that you were flattered by it; indeed that it turned your head a little, so that you have thought of nothing but Monsieur Edmond from that moment? Come, don"t tell me any more falsehoods--have I not guessed right?"
Agathe quickly hung her head and took her protectress"s hand in hers; and tears began to fall from her eyes. Honorine saw the tears and kissed the girl affectionately, saying:
"Come, this is all mere childishness, let"s say no more about it. You will readily understand that a young man may show great alacrity in obliging a person who is most attractive, and the next day forget that person entirely, because he meets others who fascinate him no less; that happens every day; and the young person in question would be very foolish to burden her mind with something which is of no consequence whatever. But my little Agathe must never again conceal her real thoughts from her friend by pretending to have other thoughts.--Now let us think of nothing but the pleasure we are going to have in the country; and here we are at Ch.e.l.les already!"
As they were now familiar with the road, they went at once to the village and to Pere Ledrux"s.
"My word! I was looking for you," he cried when he saw them, "and it"s well for you that you"ve come. There"s been lots of people to see the house, everybody wants to buy it; but as I promised you, I haven"t shown it to anybody. I told "em all sorts of fibs: that it was almost sold, and this and that; I even refused a good pourboire from a man who wanted to go over the house; but, I says to myself: "Those ladies will make up to me for it.""
"Hereafter, Monsieur Ledrux, you will not lie when you say that the house is sold, for the transaction is completed; the house is ours, and here is a letter from Monsieur Courtivaux, informing you of the fact and authorizing you to give us the keys; read it."
"Oho! so it"s all fixed, is it? Well, my word! I"m mighty glad to hear it! it makes me feel good. So you"ve bought it, have you?"
"And paid cash, without even waiting for the mortgages to be discharged; the notary a.s.sured me that I needn"t worry about that. But read the letter."
"Oh! it ain"t worth while; I"ll trust you. Still, I may as well read it; it don"t cost any more. Yes, yes--that"s what it says: "You will hand the keys to Madame Dalmont, the new owner."--And you"re Madame Dalmont, are you?"
"To be sure."
"Then I"ll go and get you the keys right away."
"And if you haven"t time to come with us this morning, Pere Ledrux, we know the way now, and we can go alone."
"Oh! yes, I can go with you all right; I"ve nothing pressing to do, and then, now that the thing"s settled and the house is yours, I might as well take the rabbits right away; then you"ll be rid of "em.
Tutu--tuturlututu."
They soon reached the house they had bought, and already they viewed it with more pleasure than before.
While the gardener went to take a look at the rabbits and hens, the two young women entered the house, went through all the rooms, opened the shutters, looked out of the windows, and began to discuss where they would place the furniture they were to bring from Paris.