He laughed.
"You were a child then," he said. "And I was not"----
"Was not?"----
Here the boat swung round at her moorings, and the shock prevented Mr. Raleigh's finishing his sentence.
"Ursule is with us, or on the other one?" she asked.
"With us."
"That is fortunate. She is all I have remaining, by which to prove my identity."
"As if there could be two such maidens in the world!"
Marguerite left him, a moment, to give Captain Tarbell her address, and returning, they were shortly afterward seated side by side in a coach, Capua and Ursule following in another. As they stopped at the destined door, Mr. Raleigh alighted and extended his hand. She lingered a moment ere taking it,--not to say adieu, nor to offer him cheek or lip again.
"Que je te remercie!" she murmured, lifting her eyes to his. "Que je te trouve bon!" and sprang before him up the steps.