I shall engage the coupe of the diligence, for my niece is with me," said the old man.
That evening, at six o'clock, the three travelers started from the Rue Dauphine.

Ursula had put on a veil and did not say a word.

Savinien, who once, in a moment of superficial gallantry, had sent her that kiss which invaded and conquered her soul like a love-poem, had completely forgotten the young girl in the hell of his Parisian debts; moreover, his hopeless love for Emilie de Kergarouet hindered him from bestowing a thought on a few glances exchanged with a little country girl.

He did not recognize her when the doctor handed her into the coach and then sat down beside her to separate her from the young viscount.
"I have some bills to give you," said the doctor to the young man.

"I have brought all your papers and documents." "I came very near not getting off," said Savinien, "for I had to order linen and clothes; the Philistines took all; I return like a true prodigal." However interesting were the subjects of conversation between the young man and the old one, and however witty and clever were certain remarks of the viscount, the young girl continued silent till after dusk, her green veil lowered, and her hands crossed on her shawl.
"Mademoiselle does not seem to have enjoyed Paris very much," said Savinien at last, somewhat piqued.
"I am glad to return to Nemours," she answered in a trembling voice raising her veil.
Notwithstanding the dim light Savinien then recognized her by the heavy braids of her hair and the brilliancy of her blue eyes.
"I, too, leave Paris to bury myself in Nemours without regret now that I meet my charming neighbour again," he said; "I hope, Monsieur le docteur that you will receive me in your house; I love music, and I remember to have listened to Mademoiselle Ursula's piano." "I do not know," replied the doctor gravely, "whether your mother would approve of your visits to an old man whose duty it is to care for this dear child with all the solicitude of a mother." This reserved answer made Savinien reflect, and he then remembered the kisses so thoughtlessly wafted.