We shall be bored to death waiting an hour here." "As you like," answered Camille carelessly.

"But Therese is hungry." "No, no, I can wait," hastened to say the young woman, at whom Laurent was fixedly looking.
All three went downstairs again.

Passing before the rostrum where the lady cashier was seated, they retained a table, and decided on a menu, saying they would return in an hour.

As the host let out pleasure boats, they asked him to come and detach one.

Laurent selected a skiff, which appeared so light that Camille was terrified by its fragility.
"The deuce," said he, "we shall have to be careful not to move about in this, otherwise we shall get a famous ducking." The truth was that the clerk had a horrible dread of the water.