But with thirty sous, my dear! why, we shall have
quite a high time of it!"
She was still laughing as she held out her firm white arms for the
customary morning good-by.
"Run off, since you are in a hurry. I will go to meet you at the little
bridge to-night."
"No, no, I insist on your going to bed! You know very well that even if I
catch the quarter-to-eleven-o'clock train, I cannot reach Janville before
half-past eleven. Ah! what a day I have before me! I had to promise the
Moranges that I would take dejeuner with them; and this evening Beauchene
is entertaining a customer--a business dinner, which I'm obliged to
attend. So go to bed, and have a good sleep while you are waiting for
me."
She gently nodded, but would give no positive promise. "Don't forget to
call on the landlord," she added, "to tell him that the rain comes into
the children's bedroom. It's not right that we should be soaked here as
if we were on the high-way, even if those millionnaires, the Seguins du
Hordel, do let us have this place for merely six hundred francs a year."
"Ah, yes! I should have forgotten that. I will call on them, I promise
you.
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