It was no other than the queen of equestrians, Mademoiselle Denise (in
reality an Irish woman with three children who attended school and a
husband who never had attended one, although he was an exceptionally
brilliant man when it came to head balancing)--it was Denise who, one
rainy evening, brought Christine and David together between
performances in a most satisfying manner by taking the former to visit
a fortune-teller whose home was quite a distance from the show lot,
first having sent David there on a perfectly plausible pretext. The
young people met on the sidewalk in front of the house bearing the
number Mademoiselle Denise had given to David. To say that he was
surprised at seeing Christine under the same umbrella with the older
woman would be putting it very tamely; to add that both of them were
shy and uneasy is certainly superfluous. Moreover, when I say that
David was obliged to inform Mademoiselle Denise that she had given him
the wrong number; that a hod-carrier instead of a sorceress dwelt
within,--when I say this, you may have an idea that there was no
fortune-teller in the beginning.
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