“So be it; but make haste, I want to speak to Pierquin. Where is he?”
“In the parlor, playing with Jean.”
“Where are Gabriel and Felicie?”
“I hear them in the garden.”
“Run down quickly and see that they do not pick the tulips; your father has not seen them in flower this year, and he may take a fancy to look at them after dinner. Tell Mulquinier to go up and assist your father in dressing.”
CHAPTER V
As Marguerite left the room, Madame Claes glanced at the children through the windows of her chamber, which looked on the garden, and saw that they were watching one of those insects with shining wings spotted with gold, commonly called “darning-needles.”
“Be good, my darlings,” she said, raising the lower sash of the window and leaving it up to air the room. Then she knocked gently on the door of communication, to assure herself that Balthazar had not fallen into abstraction. He opened it, and seeing him half-dressed, she said in joyous tones:—
“You won’t leave me long with Pierquin, will you? Come as soon as you can.”