After a short moment of anxiety he breathed again.

Evidently no one had noticed that he had been asleep.

He collected himself, stretched himself prudently, slowly, he was saved! A quarter of an hour later the two sisters accompanied the Cure and Jean to the little gate of the park, which opened into the village a few yards from the vicarage; they had nearly reached the gate when Bettina said all at once to Jean: "Ah! all this time I have had a question to ask you.

This morning when we arrived, we met on the way a slight young man, with a fair mustache, he was riding a black horse, and bowed to us as we passed." "It was Paul de Lavardens, one of my friends; he has already had the honor of being introduced to you, but rather vaguely, and his ambition is to be presented again." "Well, you shall bring him one of these days," said Mrs.Scott.
"After the 25th!" cried Bettina.

"Not before! not before! No one till then; till then we will see no one but you, Monsieur Jean.