Margot eulogizes in glowing colours, and who has, moreover, taken a violent fancy for my solemn preceptor.

What think you of that, Vincent ?" "Nothing extraordinary," replied Vincent; "the lady only exclaims with the moralist-- "'Love, virtue, valour, yea, all human charms, Are shrunk and centred in that heap of bones.

Oh! there are wondrous beauties in the grave!'" I made some punning rejoinder, and we sallied out to earn an appetite in the Tuilleries for Madame Laurent's dinner.
At the hour of half-past five we repaired to our engagement.

Madame Laurent received us with the most evident satisfaction, and introduced us forthwith to our countrywoman.

She was a pretty, fair, shrewd looking person, with an eye and lip which, unless it greatly belied her, showed her much more inclined, as an amante, to be merry and wise, than honest and true.
Presently Monsieur Margot made his appearance.