The rest may be left to the imagination.
Jasmin still went on dreaming and rhyming! Mariette was a lovely subject for his rhymes.

He read his verses to her; and she could not but be pleased with his devotion, even though recited in verse.

He scribbled his rhymes upon his curl-papers; and when he had read them to his sweetheart, he used them to curl the hair of his fair customers.

When too much soiled by being written on both sides, he tore them up; for as yet, he had not the slightest idea of publishing his verses.
When the minds of the young pair were finally made up, their further courtship did not last very long.

They were willing to be united.
"Happy's the wooing that's not long a-doing." The wedding-day at length arrived! Jasmin does not describe his bride's dress.