They, therefore, sought refuge at a corner of the monument, placing themselves between it and the rue des Mathurins.

Desnoyers brought two chairs near the hedge, so that when seated they were invisible to those passing on the other side of the railing.

But this was not solitude.

A few steps away, a fat, nearsighted man was reading his paper, and a group of women were chatting and embroidering.

A woman with a red wig and two dogs--some housekeeper who had come down into the garden in order to give her pets an airing--passed several times near the amorous pair, smiling discreetly.
"How annoying!" groaned Marguerite.