They would thus make the tour of the place while the carriages would go and await them in the village square.

It was a delightful walk, and the company agreed to the proposition.
"Lord love me, Irma knows how to take care of herself!" said Gaga, halting before a gate at the corner of the park wall abutting on the highroad.
All of them stood silently gazing at the enormous bush which stopped up the gateway.

Then following the little path, they skirted the park wall, looking up from time to time to admire the trees, whose lofty branches stretched out over them and formed a dense vault of greenery.

After three minutes or so they found themselves in front of a second gate.
Through this a wide lawn was visible, over which two venerable oaks cast dark masses of shadow.

Three minutes farther on yet another gate afforded them an extensive view of a great avenue, a perfect corridor of shadow, at the end of which a bright spot of sunlight gleamed like a star.