However, sharp gusts of wind chilled the young people's faces.

And thereupon they sprang to their feet, cheered by the sight of the clear morning.

Their melancholy forebodings had vanished with the darkness, and they gazed with delight at the immense expanse of the plain, and listened to the tolling of the two bells that now seemed to be joyfully ringing in a holiday.
"Ah! I've had a good sleep!" Miette cried.

"I dreamt you were kissing me.

Tell me now, did you kiss me ?" "It's very possible," Silvere replied laughing.