[CHAPTER VII]
A COLLATION UNDER DIFFICULTIES
D'une façon fort civile.
Le rat de ville et le rat des champs.
They were at the opposite side of the garden from that by which they had entered it, and just before them was a large white tent. A faint sound reached them—a rustle and murmur, as of people moving about busily, but not of voices. The tent appeared closed, but as they went nearer they saw that there were doors or flaps in the stuff it was made of, which could be opened either from within or without.
Hildegarde turned to Leonore.
'We may as well go in,' she said. 'We weren't told not to, and we want to see all we can.'
Leonore was looking a little frightened again.
'We can't knock,' she said; 'there's nothing to knock on. And we can't ring; there's no bell.'