“They are my two bears—Zrnitschka, Bjelopawlitji! Sauve qui peut!” Suzanne muttered to herself.
It was, indeed, the two delegates. They had been chosen because they were accustomed to diplomatic missions; and, moreover, they spoke French.
They came up—bent themselves double.
They presented the duke’s excuses. “Monseigneur was unable to come—he was presiding at the Assembly of Notables with Monseigneur Adalbert.”
The Delegates
“Ah, by the way,” said grandma, “how is the little fellow? and Sœurette?”
“Monseigneur Adalbert is well—and the little girl also. They’re playing together on the terrace all the time.”