De la Riviere opened the door to go out, after bowing to the Cure and the avocat, who stood up with mannered politeness; but presently he turned, came back, was about to speak, when, catching sight of a miniature of Valmond on the avocat's desk, before which was set a bunch of violets, he wheeled and left the room without a word.
The moon had not yet risen, but stars were shining, when the young Seigneur and the member came to Dalgrothe Mountain.

On one side of the Rock of Red Pigeons was a precipice and wild water; on the other was a deep valley like a cup, and in the centre of this was a sort of plateau or gentle slope.

Dalgrothe Mountain towered above.

Upon this plateau Valmond had pitched his tents.

There was water, there was good air, and for purposes of drill--or defence--it was excellent.