"Alas!" the Breton said, uttering an enormous sigh.
"Well, you can sleep how and where you like, Ivon; I leave it entirely to you."
The Breton, without further reply, began transferring the furs to the place he had selected, while the Count went on talking with the hunter.
"As for you, Bright-eye," he said, "I leave you at liberty to watch over our safety as you may think proper, promising not to disarrange your plans in any way, and even to promote them, if necessary—but on one condition."
"What?"
"That you will arrange so that I may meet again that charming creature, of whom I have already spoken to you."
"Take care, Mr. Edward!"
"I want to see her again, I tell you, even if I am obliged to go and look for her myself."
"You will not do so, Mr. Edward."
"I will do so, on my soul! and at once, if you continue in that tone."