"I had ever so many things to ask you," I said to her; "I thought that
to-day was going to mean so much in our friendship. And no sooner have you
come than you go away! Try to come early to-morrow, so that I can talk to
you."
Her face lighted up and she jumped for joy as she answered: "Tomorrow, you
may make up your mind, my dear friend, I sha'n't come!
"First of all I've a big luncheon-party; then in the afternoon I am going
to a friend's house to see King Theodosius arrive from her windows; won't
that be splendid?--and then, next day, I'm going to _Michel Strogoff_, and
after that it will soon be Christmas, and the New Year holidays! Perhaps
they'll take me south, to the Riviera; won't that be nice? Though I should
miss the Christmas-tree here; anyhow, if I do stay in Paris, I sha'n't be
coming here, because I shall be out paying calls with Mamma.
Good-bye--there's Papa calling me."
I returned home with Francoise through streets that were still gay with
sunshine, as on the evening of a holiday when the merriment is over. I
could scarcely drag my legs along.
"I'm not surprised;" said Francoise, "it's not the right weather for the
time of year; it's much too warm.
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