"My word, what a guy you look! We've just had a wire from Jack.

He will be in Paris this evening, and we are to meet him there.

We have got to catch the Paris express at Rennes, and the train leaves here in two hours." This was news indeed.

Chris found herself plunged forthwith into such a turmoil of preparation as drove all thought of the morning's events from her mind.
Her brothers were overjoyed at the prospect of immediate departure; Mademoiselle was scarcely less so; and Chris herself, infected by the general atmosphere of satisfaction, entered into the fun of the thing with a spirit fully equal to the occasion.

The scramble to be ready was such that not one of the party stopped to breathe during those two hours.
They bolted refreshments while they packed, talking at the tops of their voices, and thoroughly enjoying the unwonted excitement.