“Shall we take this little path?” said M. Leduc; “it will take us where you want to go.”
It led us, in fact, to a spot planted with tall trees which overshadowed three or four rivulets.
“We call this place Noires-Fontaines,” M. Leduc explained.
“And here Madame de Montrevel, Amélie and little Edouard will dwell. Now what are those villages which I see in front of me?”
“Here, close at hand, is Montagnac; yonder, on the mountain side, Ceyzeriat.”
“Is that where the grotto is?”
“Yes. But how did you know there was a grotto at Ceyzeriat?”
“Never mind, go on. The name of those other villages, if you please.”
“Saint-Just, Tréconnas, Ramasse, Villereversure.”
“That will do.”