“You seem to be very fond of orange blossoms?” he said at last.
“Very.”
“They have a very pleasant odor.—You must have twenty bunches of them here.”
“I haven’t counted them.—But will you do me the favor to tell me what brings you to my rooms this morning? for I presume that you came for some purpose.”
“True; I forgot it while looking at these bouquets. I have received an invitation from Madame de Marsan for a party she is giving at her country house the day after to-morrow; I suppose you are going, and I came to suggest that we go together.”
“With pleasure; you know the way and you can be my guide.”
“With the greatest pleasure. By the way, how shall we go?”
“We will hire a cabriolet, and keep it, so that we can return when we choose.”
“That’s the idea. I thought at first of going in the saddle—I am very fond of riding; I have a very fine seat.”
“I have no doubt of your grace as a horseman; but we can’t go to a party at Madame de Marsan’s in top-boots, so we won’t go in the saddle.”