To the right, stretching out over the water, its pinnacles and minarets
reflected in blue translucent depths, rose what looked like a great white
marble palace.

"Is it not lovely?" said the Frenchman eagerly. "And the water of the
lake is so shallow, Madame, there is no fear of anyone being drowned in
it! That is such an advantage when one has children."

"And it is a hundred times more charming in the afternoon," his wife
chimed in, happily, "for then the lake is so full of little sailing-boats
that you can hardly see the water. Oh, it is gay then, very gay!"

She glanced at Mrs. Bailey's pretty grey muslin dress and elegant
parasol.

"I suppose Madame is going to one of the great restaurants? As for us,
we shall make our way into a wood and have our luncheon there. It is
expensive going to a restaurant with children."

She nodded pleasantly, with the easy, graceful familiarity which
foreigners show in their dealings with strangers; and, shepherding their
little party along, the worthy pair went briskly off by the broad avenue
which girdles the lake.

Again Sylvia felt curiously alone. She was surrounded on every side by
groups of merry-looking people, and already out on the lake there floated
tiny white-sailed boats, each containing a man and a girl.

Everyone seemed to have a companion or companions; she alone was