“And what did you say?”
“That never while I live would she marry a de Ventadour.”
“Hm!” was the only comment made on this by Margaï. And after awhile she added:
“And where is the child now?”
“I thought,” Deydier replied, “that she was in the kitchen with thee.”
“I have not seen her these two hours past.”
“She is not in her room?”
“No!”
“Then, maybe, she is in the garden.”
“Maybe. It is a fine night.”