Volume I Part 51 (2/2)
”Hurrah, Mother Caraman,” called out Coucou joyfully; ”you are an excellent mother! Farewell, and if God spares ain!”
”I hope so,voice ”God protect you and grant that you ht in course of ti downstairs, and in ahi aloud, ”Adieu, Mother Caraman,” disappeared
”A real Parisian boy,” muttered Madaolden heart It would grieve ain”
A soft hand now touched the lady's shoulder, and looking up she perceived her _protegee_, who stood before her s
”Is it you, Clary,” said the coed color and became red and white, by turns, ”you have then--”
”Seen and heard the Zouave,” rejoined the young girl, laughing
”But I can assure you--he caarden-wall--”
”I know, I know, Maoing to reproach you? So Coucou goes to Algiers?”
”Yes, in order to search for Captain Joliette; the count--”
”I know all,” said Clary, hastily placing her finger upon the governess's lips; ”they are going, but it is all chance--”
”Yes, all chance work in a desert It is terrible! Think only of the simoom, the sand, the Kabyles, and the wild aniiers at hand?”
”Yes, here is the atlas”
Clary knelt close to the chair of the governess, who had the atlas on her lap, and after they had studied minutely all the mountains and deserts of Africa, she suddenly inquired:
”How do people travel in the Sahara?”
”In caravans, with caroes It is a troublesome journey, dear child, and--”
”Mamma Caraman, how much money have we at present in hand?” suddenly interrupted Clary
The governess drew a pocketbook out of her work-basket, and, exa the contents, said:
”About three hundred pounds sterling, or seven thousand five hundred francs”
”That is very little,” said Clary
”We have besides bills of exchange to the amount of one hundred thousand francs”