Rose and Blanche embraced Frances, who, clasping in her arms the two charming and innocent creatures that she was about to deliver up, could with difficulty restrain her tears, though she was fully convinced that she was acting for their salvation.
"Come, young ladies," said Mrs.Grivois, in the most affable tone, "let us make haste--you will excuse my impatience, I am sure--but it is in the name of your relation that I speak."
Having once more tenderly kissed the wife of Dagobert, the sisters quitted the room hand in hand, and descended the staircase close behind Mrs.Grivois, followed (without their being aware of it), by Spoil-sport.
The intelligent animal cautiously watched their movements, for, in the absence of his master, he never let them out of his sight.
For greater security, no doubt, the waiting-woman of Madame de Saint-
Dizier had ordered the hackney-coach to wait for her at a little distance from the Rue Brise-Miche, in the cloister square.In a few seconds, the orphans and their conductress reached the carriage.
"Oh, missus!" said the coachman, opening the door; "no offence, I hope--
but you have the most ill-tempered rascal of a dog! Since you put him into my coach, he has never ceased howling like a roasted cat, and looks as if he would eat us all up alive!" In fact, My Lord, who detested solitude, was yelling in the most deplorable manner.
"Be quiet, My Lord! here I am," said Mrs.Grivois; then addressing the two sisters, she added: "Pray, get in, my dear young ladies."
Rose and Blanche got into the coach.Before she followed them, Mrs.
Grivois was giving to the coachman in a low voice the direction to St.
Mary's Convent, and was adding other instructions, when suddenly the pug-
dog, who had growled savagely when the sisters took their seats in the coach, began to bark with fury.The cause of this anger was clear enough; Spoil-sport, until now unperceived, had with one bound entered the carriage.