The lady watched her go away and muttered: "She is happy, for she loves."
Nicole in five minutes was at the window of Gilbert's room, at the back of which he was turning over his things.
"I have come to tell you that my mistress wants me to go with her to Paris."
"Good!" said the young man.
"Unless I get married and settled here."
"Are you thinking still of that?" he asked, without any feeling.
"Particularly, since I am rich from my lady dowering me," and she showed the bright
gold.
"A pretty sum," he said drily.