“Yes, monsieur.”
“And that beautiful avenue of lindens in front is ours too?”
“To be sure; it goes with the house.”
“And we are going to drive through that avenue?”
“Of course; would you prefer to fly over it?”
“Madame, I am dazzled—enchanted.”
“Don’t look so enchanted, monsieur; one would think that you never had seen anything before.”
“But there’s a gate at the end of the avenue; ah! it’s open; is there somebody at the house?”
“There is the gardener, who acts as concierge too, and whom I have retained.”
“Very good. Yes, I see a man by the gate; he expects us, no doubt.”