Silvere raised objections; it was not prudent at night time; they might be seen; perhaps, too they might catch cold.

However, nothing could turn Miette from her purpose.

One evening she came with a bathing costume which she had made out of an old dress; and Silvere was then obliged to go back to aunt Dide's for his bathing drawers.

Their proceedings were characterised by great simplicity.

Miette disrobed herself beneath the shade of a stout willow; and when both were ready, enveloped in the blackness which fell from the foliage around them, they gaily entered the cool water, oblivious of all previous scruples, and knowing in their innocence no sense of shame.