'No doubt.'
'And is your country more beautiful than my Normandy?'
'Oh, ten thousand times more beautiful.'
'But you have not seen Normandy.'
'No, but I know enough,' he nodded towards her, 'to be well assured that if you were given the choice between Switzerland and Normandy you would say, Switzerland for ever! You have no lakes.'
'But there are ponds.'
'Ponds!' exclaimed Nicholas, 'what are ponds?'
'And we have forests.'
'Ah! plantations.'
'And we have beautiful hills. Above Bernay there is Mont Bouffey—'