"Oh, no, build as many as you like, they are very cheaply raised, and very easily knocked down when you are tired of them. Now, then, you begin."
"Well, then—No! Fleur-de-Marie, you shall build up yours first."
"I wonder if you could guess what I should choose, if wishing were all, M. Rodolph."
"Let us try. Suppose that this road—I say this road, because we happen to be on it—"
"Yes, yes, of course; this road is as good as any other."
"Well, then, I say, I suppose that this road leads to a delightful little village, at a considerable distance from the highroad—"
"Oh, yes; that makes it so much more still and quiet!"
"It is built facing the south, and half surrounded by trees—"
"And close by flows a gentle river."
"Exactly!—a clear, gently flowing river. At the end of this village stands a pretty farm, with a nice orchard on one side of it, and a garden, filled with flowers, on the other—"