"Ah, there they are!" she exclaimed. "I can hear them!"
"Whom do you hear?" asked the marchioness.
"Why, the others; they are there, and I am going to them. Good-bye, grandmamma." She crossed the ditch at the side of the road, and then pulled up, and, throwing a kiss to Jeanne, called out: "Good-bye to you, too."
But the landau was some distance on, and the coach was just passing. Giraud, seated at the back with the children, was the only one who was looking in Bijou's direction, and it was he who received the farewell kiss she threw to her friend.
"Are you sure to find them?" asked the count, turning round on the box-seat.
"Why, they are only a few steps away," she answered, pointing to the wood. "I have just seen Henry."
Whereupon she disappeared in the thicket, and M. de Clagny looked after her, with an anxious expression on his face.
As soon as she had found a path, Bijou set off at a gallop, going straight ahead, listening eagerly, and looking out as far as she could see in front of her through the gloom of the wood.
Quite suddenly she turned abruptly aside, and rode some little distance into the brushwood, where she remained without moving, and doing all she could to prevent Patatras from making the dead branches crackle under his feet.
Along the path which she had just left came Henry de Bracieux, Jean de Blaye, and Pierrot.