"And will you have to stay long?"
"I don't know; we will hope not. But I promise you, Colinet, that the day that takes me back to my parents will be the happiest day in my life."
"And in mine too, mamzelle."
"Really, Colinet? then you have much—friendship for me?"
"I don't know what I have; but I would like never to leave you again."
"We shall meet again, Colinet; don't forget me. I promise not to forget you."
"Ah! Mamzelle Georgette, that promise makes me very happy!"
And to prove his joy the poor boy burst into tears; then he kissed Georgette and ran away as fast as his legs would carry him, because he felt that if he delayed any longer he would not have the courage to go at all.
Dupont called on his neighbor in the afternoon; he found her sad and thoughtful.
"I opine that the young shepherd has gone," he said.