Meeting Jacintha
on the landing of the great staircase, she asked her where her sister
was.
"Madame Raynal is gone for a walk. She has taken the colonel with her.
You know she always takes the colonel out with her now."
"That will do. You can finish your work."
Jacintha went into Camille's room.
Rose, who had looked as grave as a judge while Jacintha was present,
bubbled into laughter. She even repeated Jacintha's words aloud, and
chuckled over them. "You know she always takes the colonel out with her
now--ha, ha, ha!"
"Rose!" sighed a distant voice.
She looked round, and saw the baroness at some distance in the corridor,
coming slowly towards her, with eyes bent gloomily on the ground. Rose
composed her features into a settled gravity, and went to meet her.
"I wish to speak with you," said the baroness; "let us sit down; it is
cool here."
Rose ran and brought a seat without a back, but well stuffed, and set it
against the wall. The old lady sat down and leaned back, and looked at
Rose in silence a good while; then she said,--
"There is room for you; sit down, for I want to speak seriously to you.
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