That
young lady was walking pensively, but turned at sight of Rose, and the
sisters came together with a clash of tongues.
"O Rose! he has"--
"Oh!"
So nimbly does the female mind run on its little beaten tracks, that it
took no more than those syllables for even these innocent young women to
communicate that Raynal had popped.
Josephine apologized for this weakness in a hero. "It wasn't his fault,"
said she. "It is your Edouard who set him to do it."
"My Edouard? Don't talk in that horrid way: I have no Edouard. You said
'no' of course."
"Something of the kind."
"What, did you not say 'no' plump?"
"I did not say it brutally, dear."
"Josephine, you frighten me. I know you can't say 'no' to any one; and
if you don't say 'no' plump to such a man as this, you might as well say
'yes.'"
"Well, love," said Josephine, "you know our mother will relieve me of
this; what a comfort to have a mother!"
They waited for Raynal's departure, to go to the baroness. They had
to wait a long time. Moreover, when he did leave the chateau he came
straight into the Pleasaunce.
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