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I asked, as one came in whom I had never seen before a young man, dark and well-looking, and very handsomely dressed compared with the rest of us. And he stood so long before the green-bed, gazing at Carette, that there sprang up in me a sudden desire to take him by the neck and drag him away, or, better still, to hurl him through the open door into outer darkness.

And the ropes of flowers above the green-bed swung as though in a summer gale, and the roses leaped out and joined in the dance, till the smell of them, as they were trampled by the flying feet, filled all the room.

"It's a risky business, after all, Phil," to me, sitting on the green-bed and feeling rather sheepish. "I know, grandfather. But there are risks in everything, and " "And, to put it plainly, he wants Carette Le Marchant, and he's not the only one, and that seems the quickest way to her," said George Hamon. My mother's quiet brown eyes gave a little snap, and he caught it.

"Oh, bon Dieu!" gasped Aunt Jeanne, and sat down suddenly on the green-bed at sight of us, believing we were spirits bearing her warning. But I flung my arms round her neck and kissed her heartily, and asked only, "Carette? and my mother?" And she said, "But they are well, mon gars," and regarded me with somewhat less of doubt, but no less amazement.

But close my eyes, and in a moment I was in Jeanne Falla's great kitchen at Beaumanoir, with Carette perched up on the side of the green-bed, swinging her feet and knitting blue wool, and Aunt Jeanne herself, kneeling in the wide hearth in the glow of the flaming gorse, seeing to her cooking and flashing her merry wisdom at us with twinkling eyes.

"Pardon, Mistress Falla!" he said, I think I have said before that Aunt Jeanne was more generally called by her maiden name of Falla than by her married one of Le Marchant, and she preferred it so, "I was wondering where you were. You have given us a most charming surprise," with a nod towards the flower-decked green-bed. "But why is the goddess condemned to silence?" "Because it's the rule.