Fair, and with blue eyes.
Pray what may this mean, young ladies ?" and Dagobert rose from his seat with a severe and painfully unquiet look.
"There now, Dagobert, you have begun to scold us already." "Just at the very commencement," added Blanche.
"Commencement!--what, is there to be a sequel?
a finish ?" "A finish?
we hope not," said Rose, laughing like mad.
"All we ask is, that it should last forever," added Blanche, sharing in the hilarity of her sister.
Dagobert looked gravely from one to the other of the two maidens, as if trying to guess this enigma; but when he saw their sweet, innocent faces gracefully animated by a frank, ingenuous laugh, he reflected that they would not be so gay if they had any serious matter for self-reproach, and he felt pleased at seeing them so merry in the midst of their precarious position.
"Laugh on, my children!" he said.

"I like so much to see you laugh." Then, thinking that was not precisely the way in which he ought to treat the singular confession of the young girls, he added in a gruff voice: "Yes, I like to see you laugh--but not when you receive fair visitors with blue eyes, young ladies!--Come, acknowledge that I'm an old fool to listen to such nonsense--you are only making game of me." "Nay, what we tell you is quite true." "You know we never tell stories," added Rose.
"They are right--they never fib," said the soldier, in renewed perplexity.
"But how the devil is such a visit possible?
I sleep before your door--Spoil-sport sleeps under your window--and all the blue eyes and fair locks in the world must come in by one of those two ways--and, if they had tried it, the dog and I, who have both of us quick ears, would have received their visits after our fashion.

But come, children! pray, speak to the purpose.

Explain yourselves!" The two sisters, who saw, by the expression of Dagobert's countenance, that he felt really uneasy, determined no longer to trifle with his kindness.

They exchanged a glance, and Rose, taking in her little hand the coarse, broad palm of the veteran, said to him: "Come, do not plague yourself! We will tell you all about the visits of our friend, Gabriel." "There you are again!--He has a name, then ?" "Certainly, he has a name.