“Villeneuve-Saint-Georges—yes, I believe that the air is very good there!”
“Certainly it’s delicious; let us start at once, dear.”
“But it is already late, my child, for you did not get up early; and if we should wait until to-morrow——”
“To-morrow! and suppose the house should be sold to-day? Ah! I should never get over it; nor Edouard either; he says nothing, but he too is crazy to start.”
“Very well, my children, since it will give you so much pleasure; but it is four leagues from here!”
“We have a good country cabriolet, and the horse has been resting for a fortnight; he will take us there very fast.”
“Where shall we dine?”
“At Villeneuve-Saint-Georges; there are some very good restaurants there, aren’t there, my dear?”
“Why, yes. Oh! we shall have no difficulty about getting dinner there.”
“And it will be dark when we come back.—You know, Adeline, that I don’t like to drive after dark.”