JILL, next afternoon, said that she would go up to the Manoir with him and see if Mademoiselle Ludérac would have a walk with her.
'But I'm not going up to-day,' said Graham. 'It's not raining. Yesterday was an exception. I'm going up the mountains this afternoon.'
'I'll go alone, then. The old lady won't turn me out even if you don't come with me.'
'She'll fall upon your neck. But as for the young lady, you'll fail in your enterprise there, I warn you.' Graham was cleaning his palette and spoke with cheerful detachment; or what sounded like it.
'How do you mean, fail?' asked Jill, pulling on her silk cap.
'She's not a malleable young person. Not at all eager to make our acquaintance. She doesn't at all identify herself with her old patron's vagaries.'
'I don't care. I shall find out a way. I'm quite determined to know her,' said Jill. So she started forth alone.
She took the road to-day and reached the Manoir; but her hopes were again frustrated, for Joseph told her that Mademoiselle Ludérac had gone out. However, there was the old lady.
Madame de Lamouderie was evidently waiting and
