Julien rose, and after awkwardly placing a piece of silver in the hand of La Guite, took leave of Reine Vincart, who accompanied him to the threshold.
"Thanks, once more, Mademoiselle," murmured he, "and au revoir, since we shall be neighbors." He held out his hand timidly and she took it with frank cordiality.
Julien got into the cabriolet beside the driver, who began at once to belabor vigorously his mulish animal.
"Good journey and good luck, Monsieur," cried Reine after him, and the vehicle sped joltingly away..