Every one rushed on him, they surrounded--they crushed him: 'The name, the name of the purchaser ?' 'It is an American,' replied Gibert, 'Mrs.Scott.'" "Mrs.Scott!" cried Paul de Lavardens.
"You know her ?" asked Madame de Lavardens.
"Do I know her ?--do I--not at all.

But I was at a ball at her house six weeks ago." "At a ball at her house! and you don't know her! What sort of woman is she, then ?" "Charming, delightful, ideal, a miracle!" "And is there a Mr.Scott ?" "Certainly, a tall, fair man.

He was at his ball.

They pointed him out to me.

He bowed at random right and left.