“To-morrow! and suppose the house should be sold to-day? Ah! I should never get over it; nor Edouard either; he says nothing, but he too is crazy to start.” “Very well, my children, since it will give you so much pleasure; but it is four leagues from here!” “We have a good country cabriolet, and the horse has been resting for a fortnight; he will take us there very fast.” “Where shall we dine?” “At Villeneuve-Saint-Georges; there are some very good restaurants there, aren’t there, my dear?” “Why, yes. Oh! we shall have no difficulty about getting dinner there.” “And it will be dark when we come back.--You know, Adeline, that I don’t like to drive after dark.” “Oh! Edouard will drive, mamma; you know what a prudent driver he is. Besides, the road is magnificent; isn’t it, my dear?” “Why, yes; at all events, it was ten years ago.” “You see, mamma, that there is no danger. Oh! say that you will go!” “I must do whatever you want!” “How good you are! I will run and put on my hat.” Adeline ran to her dressing-room, Edouard told old Raymond, their servant, to put the horse in the cabriolet. Madame Germeuil prepared for the drive, and Marie, the maid-servant of the new household, was grieved to learn that they would not taste the dainty dinner which she had prepared for the day after the wedding. The young wife was ready first; a woman takes little time over her toilet when she is certain to please; doubtless that is why old coquettes pass two hours in front of the mirror. Adeline wore a simple muslin dress, with a belt about the shapeliest waist imaginable; a straw hat, not overladen with feathers and flowers, and a light shawl thrown carelessly over her shoulders; in that unpretentious costume Adeline was charming; everything about her was attractive; every feature was instinct with love and happiness; and pleasure makes a pretty woman even prettier. Edouard gazed at his wife in rapture, and Madame Germeuil looked upon her daughter with pride; Adeline kissed them both and took her mother’s hand to make her go downstairs at once; the young woman was eager to be gone, and to see the country house where her Edouard was brought up. He was no less desirous to revisit the scenes which had witnessed his childish sports. At last the mother was seated on the back seat of the carriage, with Adeline by her side; Edouard took the reins, and they started for Villeneuve-Saint-Georges. V THE FACE WITH MOUSTACHES Edouard drove the horse at a fast pace, and they reached the village in a short time. When they had passed through the main street, and turned in the direction of the country, they discovered the house which they were anxious to see; thereupon Adeline leaped for joy, and took off her hat so that she could see better; Edouard urged the horse more eagerly, and Madame Germeuil shrieked, saying that they would be overturned. At last the cabriolet stopped in front of the gate which gave admission to the courtyard.