Why do some persons' eyes make such an impression upon one ?" Clemence lowered her own beautiful eyes and made no reply.
"His friend, Monsieur Marillac, does not frighten me one bit, in spite of his big moustache.

Tell me, does not this Monsieur de Gerfaut frighten you a little too ?" "Not at all, I assure you," replied Madame de Bergenheim, trying to smile.

"But," she continued, in order to change the conversation, "how fine you look! You have certainly some plan of conquest.

What! a city gown at nine o'clock in the morning, and hair dressed as if for a ball ?" "Would you like to know the compliment your aunt just paid me ?" "Some little jest of hers, I suppose ?" "You might say some spiteful remark, for she is the hatefulest thing! She told me that blue ribbons suited red hair very badly and advised me to change one or the other.

Is it true that my hair is red ?" Mademoiselle de Bergenheim asked this question with so much anxiety that her sister-in-law could not repress a smile.
"You know that my aunt delights in annoying you," said she.