How could I, for instance, face life as a lodging-house keeper, or at best as a sort of companion to some ill-tempered old harridan, who would probably only employ me to have some one to bully?
You yourself, Jeanne, are fond of luxuries." It was a new reflection to Jeanne.

She became suddenly thoughtful.
"I have noticed your tastes," the Princess continued.

"You would be miserable in anything but silk stockings, wouldn't you?
And your ideas of lingerie are quite in accord with the ideas of the modern young woman of wealth.

You fill your rooms with flowers.

You buy expensive books," she added, taking up for a moment a volume of De Ronsard, bound in green vellum, with uncut edges.