Follow me, I will point them out." She proudly led the way--"But you cannot see them well from the classes," said she, turning, "Madame keeps them too far off.

Let us cross the garden, enter by the corridor, and get close to them behind: we shall be scolded if we are seen, but never mind." For once, I did not mind.

Through the garden we went--penetrated into the corridor by a quiet private entrance, and approaching the _carre_, yet keeping in the corridor shade, commanded a near view of the band of "jeunes gens." I believe I could have picked out the conquering de Hamal even undirected.

He was a straight-nosed, very correct-featured little dandy.

I say _little_ dandy, though he was not beneath the middle standard in stature; but his lineaments were small, and so were his hands and feet; and he was pretty and smooth, and as trim as a doll: so nicely dressed, so nicely curled, so booted and gloved and cravated--he was charming indeed.