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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 fantastic 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 cannot 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 99
