She begged Monsieur Bongrand's pardon for leaving him alone in the salon, but he smiled at her and said, "Go! go!" Ursula went down the steps of the portico which led to the pagoda at the foot of the garden.

She stood for some minutes slowly arranging the blinds and watching the sunset.

The doctor and notary were at the end of the terrace, but as they turned she heard the doctor make an answer which reached the pagoda where she was.
"My heirs would be delighted to see me invest my property in real estate or mortgages; they imagine it would be safer there.

I know exactly what they are saying; perhaps you come from them.

Let me tell you, my good sir, that my disposition of my property is irrevocably made.