The next afternoon, feeling the moist heat, the vicomtesse went to Darthea at Merion.
By her mother she had been educated up to the idea that it was eminently desirable she should become the Vicomtesse d'Ombreval.
"I trust you remembered that you are to become the Vicomtesse d'Ombreval" he answered, constructing his sentence differently.
On the terrace they found the Vicomtesse and the Baron Giraud.
As I approached the carriage, the Vicomtesse swept suddenly down the steps and came towards me with a friendly smile.
