Finally, with the exception of the ladies and the Chaplain, they set off in three different vehicles.
The Frenchman offered to race Gervais, but he declined.
“I want you to admire my possessions,” he insisted, “and just be careful of how you treat my horses.”
“How he enjoys being a rich man.” the Comte said to another Frenchman.
He spoke in a low voice so that Gervais did not hear him.
As she walked away, she was praying that Gervais’s enjoyment would not last long.
She, of course, had to drive with him.
Fortunately, because the chaise was fairly large, there was room for the Comte as well.
She, however, felt squeezed between the two men.
Because such proximity to them made her feel almost physically sick, she said very little.
All she could think of was that Vincent and her fath
