"What's a boudoir?"
"Come, and I'll tell you."
"And what about the peddlers?"
"They don't need you any more; haven't they paid their bills?"
"Yes. Anyway, master knows 'em."
"In that case, there's no need of your sitting up any longer."
"But suppose they should want anything?"
"Two of them are sound asleep already, and the two others will very soon be in the same condition. Come, I tell you; it's nonsense to sit up till daylight for them. You need sleep, Goton."
The servant was half vanquished. She ceased to resist Dubourg's arguments, and allowed him to lead her to the cow-barn, which they both entered, closing the door behind them. The door had no other fastening than a hook on the outside; but the girl slept there without fear, as there were no robbers thereabout.
But one of the peddlers was not asleep; he, too, was engrossed by thoughts of Goton, and he was waiting for his companions to lose themselves in slumber before attempting to join the seductive servant.