tend to do nothing; that is to say, I only intend to please you...."
"Do what my daughter wants," said M. Des Boys. "You're here for her sake."
"For her sake," Mme Des Boys repeated.
"Oh, well," said Leonor, "we shall get on very well then."
"So I hope," said Rose.
"I am at your orders," said Leonor.
"Come on then," said Rose.
With these words she got up, throwing M. Hervart a look which was understood. But as M. Hervart rose to his feet, Mme Des Boys approached him:
"I have something very interesting to tell you."
M. Hervart had to let Rose and Leonor plunge alone into the wood in which he had, during these last few days, experienced such delightful emotions. Mme Des Boys took him into the garden.
"I have a question to ask you," she said.
"First of all, is architecture a serious profession?"
"Very," said M. Hervart.
