"You must call me some night when it's very pretty, Cheri, and we'll look at it together." Marcelline smiled and seemed pleased, which was rather funny.

Most nurses would have begun scolding Jeanne for dreaming of such a thing as running about the house in the middle of the night to admire the moonlight on tapestry or on anything else.

But then Marcelline certainly was rather a funny person.
"And the cochon de Barbarie, where is he to sleep, Monsieur ?" she said to Hugh.
Hugh looked rather distressed.
"I don't know," he said.

"At home he slept in his little house on a sort of balcony there was outside my window.

But there isn't any balcony here--besides, it's so _very_ cold, and he's quite strange, you know." He looked at Marcelline, appealingly.
"I daresay, while it is so cold, Madame would not mind if we put him in the cupboard in the passage," she said; but Jeanne interrupted her.
"Oh no," she said.