Claudine at once fell in with it. She had never yet disapproved of a suggestion of Bidiane, and after a time she went chuckling to bed.
[CHAPTER VII.]
GHOSTS BY SLEEPING WATER.
"Which apparition, it seems, was you."
—Tatler.
The next day Claudine's left eyelid trembled in Bidiane's direction.
The girl followed her to the pantry, where she heard, murmured over a pan of milk, "They go to-night, as soon as it is dark,—Mirabelle Marie, Suretta, and Mosée-Délice."
"Very well," said Bidiane, curling her lip, "we will go too."
Accordingly, that evening, when Mirabelle Marie clapped her rakish hat on her head,—for nothing would induce her to wear a handkerchief,—and said that she was going to visit a sick neighbor, Bidiane demurely commended her thoughtfulness, and sent an affecting message to the invalid.