The shepherd had departed as soon as the girl appeared.
"He seems to have left us," said Edouard.
"Still another delay!" muttered Robineau.
"We can do without him quite well, and I will guarantee that we will be at your house within two hours. Meanwhile, let us enter the abode of the little sorceress, whose lovely eyes have turned my head already."
The young men entered a room on the ground floor, furnished with common articles, but spotlessly clean. At the rear could be seen a small yard, with the garden beyond.
"Would you like to see my garden while I am getting your breakfast ready, messieurs?" asked Isaure.
"With pleasure," said Alfred.
"Come, Vaillant, escort these gentlemen to the garden."
Vaillant understood his mistress’s signs and led the way. The young men followed him, Robineau saying to himself:
"It seems that it’s the dog who does the honors of the house."