"What are they? Quick! I am dying with impatience."
The keenest anxiety was depicted on the features of both princesses.
"'Bordeaux—Yes,'" said Claire, herself anxious as to the effect the two words would produce.
But she was soon reassured, for the princesses received them with a triumphant exclamation, which brought Lenet from the other end of the balcony.
"Lenet! Lenet! come! come!" cried Madame la Princesse, "you do not know the news our good Claire brings us."
"Yes, madame," said Lenet, smiling; "I do know it; that is why I did not hurry to meet her."
"What! you know it?"
"'Bordeaux—Yes,'—isn't that it?"
"In truth, my dear Pierre, you must be a sorcerer!" said the dowager.
"If you knew it, Lenet," said Madame la Princesse, reproachfully, "why, seeing our anxiety, did you not relieve it with those two words!"