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YVON AND BRINE DE 2 B; nor thirsty after so long a journey, I suppose at least that you have not forgotten the laws of politeness.” Yvon dared not refuse this appeal. He was very wrong. Searcely had he tasted the pomegranate when he looked round him like a man waking from a dream. ‘What am I doing on this horse?" thought he. " What means this pony that I am leading? Is not my place m my father’s house at my sister’s wedding? Why should I quit the castle?” He threw the bridle to one of the grooms, leaped lightly to the ground, and offered his hand to the fair-haired lady, who accepted him as her attendant on the spot, and gave him her bouquet to hold as a special mark of favor. Before the evening was over there was another betrothed couple in the castle. Yvon had pledged his faith to the unknown lady and Finette was forgotten. V Poor Finette, seated on the seashore, waited all day long for Yvon, but Yvon did not come. The sun was setting in the fiery waves when Finette rose, sighing, and took the way to the castle in her turn. She had not walked long in a steep road, bordered with thorn-trees in blossom, when she found herself in front of a wretched hut at the door of which stood an old woman about to 25
