At about three in the afternoon, he discovered his rival sauntering along an avenue in the garden of the Tuileries; and walking up behind, he joined him.
"There are some of us," said Vinal, after a few moments' conversation, "going to Versailles to-morrow. Will you go?"
"I mean to leave Paris to-morrow."
"To-morrow! That's very sudden."
"I shall come back again in a few months."
"Your first move is to Italy, I think you said."
"No, to Austria and the Danube."
"O, I remember; it is West who is going to Italy. I think he has chosen the better route of the two."
"Yes, as far as history and works of art are concerned. But the Austrian provinces are the best field for me. I am mounted on a hobby, you know, and my time is so short that I must make the most of what I have."
"You wish to see the people—the different races—is that it?"