The next day, Calyste told Gasselin to watch the road to Saint-Nazaire, and let him know if the carriage of Mademoiselle des Touches passed over it. Gasselin brought word that the carriage had passed.
“How many persons were in it?” asked Calyste.
“Four,—two ladies and two gentlemen.”
“Then saddle my horse and my father’s.”
Gasselin departed.
“My, nephew, what mischief is in you now?” said his Aunt Zephirine.
“Let the boy amuse himself, sister,” cried the baron. “Yesterday he was dull as an owl; to-day he is gay as a lark.”
“Did you tell him that our dear Charlotte was to arrive to-day?” said Zephirine, turning to her sister-in-law.
“No,” replied the baroness.
“I thought perhaps he was going to meet her,” said Mademoiselle du Guenic, slyly.