Bagosh! that is grand thing that play, and M'sieu' Hadrian, he is a prince; and when he say to his minister, 'But no, my lord, I will marry out of my star, and where my heart go, not as the State wills,' he look down at P'tite Louison, and she go all red, and some of the women look at her, and there is a whisper all roun'.
"Nex' day he come to the house where we stay, but the Cure come also pretty soon and tell her she must go home--he say an actor is not good company.

Never mind.

And so we come out home.

Well, what you think?
Nex' day M'sieu' Hadrian come, too, and we have dam good time--Florian, Octave, Felix, Emile, they all sit and say bully-good to him all the time.

Holy, what fine stories he tell! And he talk about P'tite Louison, and his eyes get wet, and Emile he say his prayers to him--bagosh! yes, I think.