By the way--how dreadful that I should
forget!--have you had a proper _dejeuner_?" she looked anxiously at
Sylvia.
Sylvia laughed, and told something of her adventures at the Villa du Lac.
"The Villa du Lac? I have heard of it, but surely it's an extremely
expensive hotel? The place I've chosen for myself is farther away from
the Casino; but the distance will force me to take a walk every day, and
that will be a very good thing. Last time I was at Monte Carlo I had a
lodging right up in Monaco, and I found that a very much healthier plan
than to live close to the Casino," Anna spoke quite seriously. "The
Pension Malfait is really extraordinarily cheap for a place near Paris.
I am only going to pay fifty-five francs a week, _tout compris_!"
They had now turned from the road encircling the lake, and were driving
through leafy avenues which reminded Sylvia of a London suburb where she
had once stayed.
The chalets and villas by which they passed were not so large nor so
prosperous-looking as those that bordered the lake, but still many of
them were pretty and fantastic-looking little houses, and the gardens
were gay with flowers.
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