Virginie trod on Cézarine’s foot, as a hint to her to be quiet, and said to Denise:
“I haven’t forgotten you, you see, my dear; I have come to see you without ceremony, and brought my cousin with me. We don’t put you out of the way, do we?”
“Oh, no, madame! on the contrary, I am very glad. It’s very kind of you to come. My aunt will be delighted to see you—and madame too.”
“Will you let me kith you, my child?” said Cézarine.
“Yes, madame, with pleasure. But come—come into the house. You may not have dined yet?”
“Well, hardly, my dear; all I’ve had ith a little piece of thauthage when I got up.”
“Yes,” said Virginie, treading on Cézarine’s foot again, “my cousin and I have begun to realize that fresh air sharpens the appetite. But we’re going to the inn——”
“Oh! I hope that you’ll stay with us, madame. It would be very unkind of you to refuse.”
“Dieu! how pretty the ith! the hath Théodore’s nothe.”
“We accept, my dear Denise, so long as it won’t put you out. Besides, the merest trifles from people one likes always give more pleasure—than the dainty dishes one mightn’t find somewhere else——”