Chapter FivePierre Blanc called to see the Earl at eleven o’clock.
At half-past eleven the Marquis arrived.
Vilma knew that she was quite safe in going out as her father would not want her then.
He would fall asleep as soon as Monsieur Blanc left him.
It was a lovely day and the sun was shining out of a deep blue sky.
Vilma chose the prettiest of her hats to wear with one of her most elegant gowns.
She thought, although she was not certain, that the Marquis looked at her approvingly as she came out of the front door.
He was waiting with a chaise even smarter than the one that he had driven Lisette in the previous morning and it was drawn by an even finer pair of horses.
The groom, who sat in the small seat behind, helped Vilma into the chaise.
“Good morning, Vilma,” the Marquis sa
