We are hearing things. There is no hedge here. There is a thicket. His voice came from the other side of the thicket. I am to tired for practical jokes. The ladies look tired too.

Black cat with a diamond necklace? I too have seen such a cat, but not here. Perhaps this pyramid is some kind of a folly that we do not know about? I tell the others to go inside the Petit Trianon and get some rest. I will wait here. He will have to find his way out to us.