The ladies are sure to come out here.

I will watch well those who pass.

A little demoiselle dressed like Mademoiselle?
One could not mistake.

Mademoiselle may feel satisfied." Somehow the commonplace, kindly words did make Sylvia feel less anxious.
And she was very tired.

Not so much with running about the Louvre; that, in reality, had not occupied more than three quarters of an hour, but with the fright and excitement, and the excitement of a different kind too, that she had had the last few days, poor little Sylvia was really quite tired out.
She laid her head down on the edge of the table on which the apples were spread out, hardly taking in the sense of what the old woman was saying--that in half-an-hour at most Mademoiselle would find her friends, for then the doors would be closed, and every one would be obliged to leave the palace.