I suppose he was just surprised to see us walking about with a pr--- with M.
Saint-Yves.' But the next morning, when I went to Chevenix's rooms, and after I had dutifully corrected his exercise--'I compliment you on your taste,' said he to me.
'I beg your pardon ?' said I.
'Oh no, I beg yours,' said he.

'You understand me perfectly, just as I do you.' I murmured something about enigmas.
'Well, shall I give you the key to the enigma ?' said he, leaning back.
'That was the young lady whom Goguelat insulted and whom you avenged.

I do not blame you.

She is a heavenly creature.' 'With all my heart, to the last of it!' said I.

'And to the first also, if it amuses you! You are become so very acute of late that I suppose you must have your own way.' 'What is her name ?' he asked.
'Now, really!' said I.