"Mamma," said she, blushing a little, "Colonel Dujardin is good enough
to take us to Frejus tomorrow. It is a long way, and we must breakfast
early or we shall not be back to dinner."
"Do so, my child. I hope you will have a fine day: and mind you take
plenty of wraps with you in case of a shower."
At seven o'clock the next morning Camille and the two ladies took a
hasty cup of coffee together instead of breakfast, and then Dard brought
the caleche round.
The ladies got in, and Camille had just taken the reins in his hand,
when Jacintha screamed to him from the hall, "Wait a moment, colonel,
wait a moment! The doctor! don't go without the doctor!" And the next
moment Dr. Aubertin appeared with his cloak on his arm, and, saluting
the ladies politely, seated himself quietly in the vehicle before the
party had recovered their surprise.
The ladies managed to keep their countenances, but Dujardin's
discomfiture was evident.
He looked piteously at Josephine, and then asked Aubertin if they were
to set him down anywhere in particular.
"Oh, no; I am going with you to Frejus," was the quiet reply.
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