She had enjoyed herself wonderfully well.

She was very pretty, fair-haired and fresh looking at that time.

Her wash-house in the Rue Neuve had chosen her as queen in spite of her leg.

And then they had had an outing on the boulevards in carts decked with greenery, in the midst of stylish people who ogled her.

Real gentlemen put up their glasses as if she had been a true queen.