He's a good-natured little fellow, isn't he?
and he would really be quite nice if he would only behave like other people." That same day Janzen and Bache came to spend the evening with Guillaume.
Once a week they now met at Montmartre, as they had formerly done at Neuilly.

Pierre, on these occasions, went home very late, for as soon as Mere-Grand, Marie, and Guillaume's sons had retired for the night, there were endless chats in the workroom, whence Paris could be seen spangled with thousands of gas lights.

Another visitor at these times was Theophile Morin, but he did not arrive before ten o'clock, as he was detained by the work of correcting his pupils' exercises or some other wearisome labour pertaining to his profession.
As soon as Guillaume had told the others of the Princess's visit that afternoon, Janzen hastily exclaimed: "But she's mad, you know.

When I first met her I thought for a moment that I might perhaps utilise her for the cause.

She seemed so thoroughly convinced and bold! But I soon found that she was the craziest of women, and simply hungered for new emotions!" Janzen was at last emerging from his wonted frigidity and mysteriousness.
His cheeks were quite flushed.