I saw you at the Cafe' de la Paix, and even then I knew that it was shaved, not naturally bald.

When you came here I recognized you like a shot, and that was why I was glad to accept you as a guardian.

I've enjoyed myself considerably of late, and you've been the best part of it,--I think you are a wonderation! I wouldn't have any other governess for the world, but you surpass the orchestra when you beg me to respect your years! I will bet you four dollars to a lead franc piece that you are younger than I am!" Imagine the completeness of my dismay! Although he spoke in tones the most genial, and without unkindness, I felt myself a man of tatters before him, ashamed to have him know my sorry secret, hopeless to see all chance of authority over him gone at once, and with it my opportunity to earn a salary so generous, for if I could continue to be but an amusement to him and only part of his deception of Lambert R.
Poor, my sense of honour must be fit for the guillotine indeed.
I had a little struggle with myself, and I think I must have wiped some amounts of the cold perspiration from my absurd head before I was able to make an answer.

It may be seen what a coward I was, and how I feared to begin again that search for employment.

At last, however, I was in self-control, so that I might speak without being afraid that my voice would shake.
"I am sorry," I said.