'Your hotel is far away, I know, and yet you were the first,' Dora said, smiling to Raymond.
'Oh, even if it were round the corner I should be the first—to come to you!' the young man answered, speaking loud and clear, so that his words might serve as a notification to Cousin Maria that his sentiments were unchanged.
'You are more French than the French,' Dora returned.
'You say that as if you didn't like them: I hope you don't,' said Raymond, still with intentions in regard to his hostess.
'We like them more and more, the more we see of them,' this lady interposed; but gently, impersonally, and with an air of not wishing to put Raymond in the wrong.
'Mais j'espère bien!' cried Mademoiselle Bourde, holding up her head and opening her eyes very wide. 'Such friendships as we form, and, I may say, as we inspire! Je m'en rapporte à Effie,' the governess continued.
'We have received immense kindness; we have established relations that are so pleasant for us, Cousin Raymond. We have the entrée of so many charming homes,' Mrs. Temperly remarked.
'But ours is the most charming of all; that I will say,' exclaimed Mademoiselle Bourde. 'Isn't it so, Effie?'
'Oh yes, I think it is; especially when we are expecting the Marquise,' Effie responded. Then she added, 'But here she comes now; I hear her carriage in the court.'
The Marquise too was just one of themselves; she was a part of their charming home.
