Girond who was merry and excited and talkative; Nina only listened, in
good-humored amusement. Mlle. Girond had never been to Richmond, but she
had heard of it; she knew all about the beautiful view and the terrace
overlooking the river, and she was promising herself the romance and
charm of a stroll in the moonlight.
"I don't see much sign of that full moon as yet," Lionel said to her,
peering through the window of the brougham, "but I suppose the glare of
the gas-lamps would hide it in any case. However, there's a good deal of
fog always along the Thames at this time of year; don't be disappointed,
Miss Girond, if you have to remain in-doors. Indeed, it is far too cold
to go wandering about among statues in the moonlight."
"And if in the dark, they will be all the more mysterieuz, do
you not think?" said Mlle. Girond, eagerly. "And there will be
surprises--perhaps a laugh, perhaps a shriek--if you run against some
one."
"Oh, no, I am not going to allow anything of that kind," said he. "I
have to look after you young ladies, and you must conduct yourselves
with the strictest decorum."
"Yes, for Nina," Mlle. Girond cried, gayly. "That is for Nina--for me,
no! I will have some amusement, or I will run away.
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