"Take her, my boy, and if she loves you, as I have no doubt she does, you will be a very happy man." Violette blushed up to the roots of her hair, and Marcel took her by the hand and asked her forgiveness. "Well," she answered, laughing, "we are quits now." "No, dear," replied Marcel, giving her a kiss on both cheeks, "not quits but one." "Do you really love me, George?" she enquired, looking up into his face. "I loved you all the time, Violette, from the moment I first saw you." Violette flung her arms round him and embraced him passionately. "So did I," she whispered. "Now, you silly children," said Beaupaire with a smile of satisfaction, "you must make haste and get ready as the professor is on the point of taking us to Monte Carlo." Three carriages had been ordered, and at length the party, personally conducted by the professor, entered the gardens of Monte Carlo. "Here we are at last," said Delapine, "but before we enter the Casino let us take a short walk round the buildings." "In my opinion," said the professor, "Monte Carlo is the gem of the Riviera. Here art and nature have contested for the palm of beauty. To complete this fairy scene it was necessary for man to contribute the magic of his art. Everything has been done by art to stimulate the imagination. Note how the wild rocks have been blasted and hewn out into broad and beautiful terraces, and how these are approached by graceful stone steps wrought into exquisite curves and supported on either side by numerous carved balustrades. Observe the smooth well-kept lawns and terraced gardens and verandahs--the rich colouring of the flowers, and the tropical plants and trees, while everything is kept in the most perfect order and neatness. But although art has contributed such pleasing effects, nature, not to be outdone, has laid bare the rugged rocks and stupendous precipices as if to mock the carefully thought out works of man. She has carved out the bay, and allowed this bold promontory to project into the sea as if to defy the elements. Just look at the exquisite fringe of the sea as the waves toss their spray against the iron-bound rocks. It is both grand and beautiful." As the party walked round the Casino they heard a number of sharp reports as if from a number of men firing. "Oh! dear," cried Madame Villebois, "to think of these poor fellows committing suicide in this dreadful way. I suppose they have all been ruined in the Casino, and are now putting an end to themselves." Villebois and Riche burst out laughing. "I am ashamed of both of you, and you, Adolphe, ought to know better than to laugh at such misery." "Come this way, madame, and I will show you the suicides," said the professor, "and you can then judge for yourself."