It was built to carry two persons, with a box in front for the coachman, and a stand behind for the footman.

This stand was empty, but the footman paced before the door, and as he emerged now from behind the vehicle into the range of M.
de Vilmorin's vision, he displayed the resplendent blue-and-gold livery of the Marquis de La Tour d'Azyr.
"Why!" he exclaimed.

"Is it M.de La Tour d'Azyr who is with your uncle ?" "It is, monsieur," said she, a world of mystery in voice and eyes, of which M.de Vilmorin observed nothing.
"Ah, pardon!" he bowed low, hat in hand.

"Serviteur, mademoiselle," and he turned to depart towards the house.
"Shall I come with you, Philippe ?" Andre-Louis called after him.
"It would be ungallant to assume that you would prefer it," said M.de Vilmorin, with a glance at mademoiselle.

"Nor do I think it would serve.
If you will wait..." M.de Vilmorin strode off.