But something in the
keenness of Croisette's tone, taken perhaps with the fact that
Catherine did not at once answer him, aroused me; and I turned to
her. And lo! she was blushing in the most heavenly way, and her
eyes were full of tears, and she looked at us adorably. And we
all three sat up on our elbows, like three puppy dogs, and looked
at her. And there was a long silence. And then she said quite
simply to us, "Boys, I am going to be married to M. de Pavannes."
I fell flat on my back and spread out my arms. "Oh,
Mademoiselle!" I cried reproachfully.
"Oh, Mademoiselle!" cried Marie. And he fell flat on his back,
and spread out his arms and moaned. He was a good brother, was
Marie, and obedient.
And Croisette cried, "Oh, mademoiselle!" too. But he was always
ridiculous in his ways. He fell flat on his back, and flopped his
arms and squealed like a pig.
Yet he was sharp. It was he who first remembered our duty, and
went to Catherine, cap in hand, where she sat half angry and half
confused, and said with a fine redness in his cheeks,
"Mademoiselle de Caylus, our cousin, we give you joy, and wish
you long life; and are your servants, and the good friends and
aiders of M.
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