Ah! They love me dearly....

I leave you to Peppino, Countess," added he, walking toward the door.

"Mademoiselle, I will bear your love to Maud."....He had regained all the courtesy which a long line of savage 'grands seigneurs', but 'grands seigneurs' nevertheless, had instilled in him.

If his bow to Madame Steno was very ceremonious, he put a special grace in the low bow with which he took leave of the Contessina.
It was merely a trifle, but the Countess was keen enough to perceive it.
She was touched by it, she whom despair, fury, and threats had found so impassive.

For an instant she was vaguely humiliated by the success which she had gained over the man whom she would, voluntarily, five minutes before, have had cast out of doors by her servants.