after repeatedly knocking at the door they were at length convinced that the house was uninhabited. They stood for some minutes looking at each other, in a consternation that deprived them of speech.
Lubin was the first who broke silence.
"What's to be done, Mademoiselle?" said he.
"I am sure I can't tell," answered Madeline in a faint voice, and leaning against the wall.
"Faith, (cried Lubin) I have a good mind to break open the door and obtain shelter for the night, though, to my sorrow, I can't get a good supper; I meant to have ordered a nice omelet, the moment I arrived."
"For heaven's sake do not attempt to break open the door, (exclaimed Madeline) the consequences of such an action might be dreadful."
"What's to be done then I again ask? (said Lubin) you would not wish, I suppose,
