"I don't know anything about it," replied Rose cheerfully, "but I guess the law is like anything else—you have to make a beginning!"
"And Raymond is beginning to-morrow!" murmured the girl, as if it had just occurred to her. "To-morrow he is pleading his first case!"
"And a capital case to begin with it is!" declared Rose. "Everyone is talking about it!"
"Oh, I hope he'll win!" exclaimed the girl, almost tearfully. "I haven't thought of anything else for weeks!"
"Oh, I'm not anxious about that!" returned Rose, with the confidence of an old and loyal servant. "M. Raymond is clever, I tell you! He'll convince them!"
"Do you think he'll be back soon?" asked Helene, anxiously.
"That depends!" smiled Rose. "Does he know you're here?"
"I—I don't think so—-No!" Helene replied, turning hastily to the window of the study where they were talking. "I only told him that my father would probably call on M. Floriot this morning at eleven o'clock, and that I might come and meet him. Rose, what are you laughing at?"
"Oh, nothing in particular."
"Don't tease me!" she pleaded.