I jumped back two paces.
"I beg your pardon!" I exclaimed, "As we go along, did you say ?" "It will be better," said the duchess, getting into the cart (unassisted by me, I am sorry to say).

"Because he may find out I'm gone, and come after us, you know." Nothing seemed more likely; I was bound to admit that.
"Get in, Mr.Aycon," continued the duchess.

And then she suddenly began to talk English.

"I told him I shouldn't stay in the house if Mlle.

Delhasse came.