The Count excused himself and went to discuss seating arrangements with his intendant Roguccio. Roguccio glanced around at the assembled company through the half-open door. "Ah, mon Érou, it is she! The blonde!"
"Mme. de Sacqueville-Danglars?"
"Yes; the woman of the garden! She who was pregnant, and paced the garden, waiting, waiting..."
"Waiting for whom?"
Roguccio, without responding, pointed at Villefaramir, with about the same gesture that the Balrogue of Morie used in indicating Gandault.
"But did I not kill him?" he murmured. "Is he not dead?"
"No, he is not dead, as you can see. He was healed by Aragon XVIII in the salon of healing. Regain your calm and count the guests: M. and Mme. de Villefaramir, two; M., Mme., and Mlle. de Sacqueville-Danglars, five; M. de Château-Renard, M. De Brie, M. Morrie, eight; Marquis Entelletto and Andurillo Pseudonimo, ten."
"Which one is Andurillo?"
"The young ent with the charcoal complexion, who is looking at the Elberette of Maedrosillo."
