Du Roy arrived to the time at the appointed place next day. On the benches of the park were seated citizens overcome by heat, and careless nurses, who seemed to be dreaming while their children were rolling on the gravel of the paths. He found Madame Walter in the little antique ruins from which a spring flows. She was walking round the little circle of columns with an uneasy and unhappy air. As soon as he had greeted her, she exclaimed: "What a number of people there are in the garden."
He seized the opportunity: "It is true; will you come somewhere else?"
"But where?"
"No matter where; in a cab, for instance. You can draw down the blind on your side, and you will be quite invisible."
"Yes, I prefer that; here I am dying with fear."
"Well, come and meet me in five minutes at the gate opening onto the outer boulevard. I will have a cab."
And he darted off.
As soon as she had rejoined him, and had carefully drawn down the blind on her side, she asked: "Where have you told the driver to take us?"
George replied: "Do not trouble yourself, he knows what to do."
He had given the man his address in the Rue de Constantinople.