Stranica 44 [44]
LABOULAYE 5 FAIRY BOOK
vanished under the waves, leaving no trace behind but a
gull on the wing.
Yvon recognized the spot where he had so often gathered
shells and chased the crabs to their holes when a child.
Half an hour’s walk would bring him in sight of the towers
of the old castle. His heart beat; he looked tenderly at
Finette and saw, for the first time, that her dress was fan¬
tastic and unworthy of a woman about to enter the noble
house of Kerver.
“My dear child,” said he, "the baron, my father, is a
noble lord, accustomed to be treated with respect. I can¬
not introduce you to him in this gipsy dress; neither is it
fitting that you should enter our great castle on foot like
a peasant. Wait for me a few moments, and I will bring
you a horse and one of my sister’s dresses. I wish you to
be received like a lady of high degree. I wish my father
himself to meet you on your arrival, and hold it an honor
to give you his hand."
“Yvon, Yvon,” cried Finette, "do not quit me, I beg
you. Once returned to your castle, I know that you will
forget me."
“Forget you!" exclaimed Yvon. “If any one else were
to offer me such an insult I would teach him with my
sword to suspect a Kerver. Forget you, my Finette!
You do not know the fidelity of a Breton.”
That the Bretons are faithful no one doubts: but that
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