"Now, Charles, we will carry you off and give you some dinner."
"I don't want any dinner, Mr. Davy; I must go to Anastase."
"I knew he was going to say so!" said Millicent. "But, Charles, duty calls first; and if you don't dine we shall have you ill."
"I don't know whether I may go to the inn."
"Oh, yes! Lenhart obtained leave of absence at meals for you as long as we are here."
"Oh! by the by, Millicent, you said you had only come for one week."
"But, Charles, we may never have such another opportunity."
"Yes," added Davy, "I would willingly starve a month or two for the sake of this feast."
"Bravo, Mr. Davy. But then, Millicent?"
"Oh, Millicent! she shall starve along with me." We all laughed, and as we walked out of the courtyard into the bright country, he continued,—