“I think you have a fine courage, Madame.”
“Yes?” she assented indifferently. “There are so many kinds of courage, are there not? I,” she added, “have been cowardly enough in some things.”
Luc sat silent, looking down at the dark mane of his patient horse.
“You are to have your chance in the spring,” continued Carola. “I am glad—and about Mademoiselle de Séguy. In great sincerity I congratulate you. I believe and hope this lady will not disappoint you.”
“I believe so also, Madame,” said Luc proudly.
Carola sighed.
“I am leaving Aix to-night,” she said. “Good-bye, Monsieur le Marquis.”
Luc took off his hat.
“Good-bye, Madame. I shall still think of our journey to Eger as an—inspiration.”
“Thank you,” answered Carola.