The long afternoon and evening stretching before her seemed
likely to be very dull, and so she wrote a little note and asked Anna if
she would care for a long expedition in the Forest of Montmorency. It was
the sort of thing Anna always said bored her, but as she was not going to
the Casino a drive would surely be better than doing nothing.
* * * * *
And now Sylvia, sitting idly by her bed-room window, was awaiting Anna's
answer to her note. She had sent it, just before she went down to
luncheon, by a commissionaire, to the Pension Malfait, and the answer
ought to have come ere now.
After their drive she and Anna might call on the Wachners and offer to
take them to the Casino; and with the thought of the Wachners there came
over Sylvia a regret that the Comte de Virieu was so fastidious. He
seemed to detest the Wachners! When he met them at the Casino, the most
he would do was to incline his head coldly towards them. Who could wonder
that Madame Wachner spoke so disagreeably of him?
Sylvia Bailey's nature was very loyal, and now she reminded herself that
this couple, for whom Count Paul seemed to have an instinctive dislike,
were good-natured and kindly.
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