.
'It's stupid to be so morbid as that' he muttered.
Margaret laughed. They walked out of the ############## and turned to the q
uay.
By crossing the bridge and following the riverthey must come event
ually
to Dr. Porho??t's house.
* * * * *
Meanwhile Susie wandered down the Boulevard Saint Michelalert with
the
Sunday crowdto that part of Paris which was dearest to her heart.
L'??le
Saint Louis to her mind offered a synthesis of the French spiritan
d it
pleased her far more than the garish boulevards in which the English
as a
rule seek for the country's fascination. Its position on an island i
n
the Seine gave it a compact charm. The narrow streetswith their ar
ray
of dainty comestibleshad the look of streets in a provincial town.
They
had a quaintness which appealed to the fancyand they were very res
tful.
The names of the streets recalled the monarchy that passed away in
bloodshedand in _poudre de riz_. The very plane trees had a greate
r
sobriety than elsewhereas though conscious they stood in a Paris w
here
progress was not. In front was the turbid Seineand belowthe twin
towers of Notre Dame. Susie could have kissed the hard paving stones
of
the quay. Her good-naturedpyilai：
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