The old man interrupted his own narrative, however.
"There," he cried, "is Juliette on that wall overhanging the river.

It is where the English effected a breach long ago, my friend--you need not smile, for you are no Englishman--and the chateau has only been taken twice through all the centuries of fighting.

There! She ventures still farther.

I have told her a hundred times that the wall is unsafe." "Shall I go and warn her the hundred-and-first time ?" asked Loo, willing enough.
"Yes, my friend, do.

And speak to her severely.