I went to the Cirque with my cousin, and we dined in the Palais Royal.

We enjoyed ourselves so much! You know my cousin ?" "Ah! yes--the little fellow with the curly hair and the whiskers, who waits for you at the corner when we leave the workshop." "The same--Achille." "Your Achille is nice-looking," said Mademoiselle Lolotte, with a somewhat critical air.

"It is a pity he squints." "He does not squint, mam'selle." "Oh, _ma chere_! I appeal to Caroline." "I am not sure that he actually squints," said Mam'selle Caroline, speaking for the first time; "but he certainly has one eye larger than the other, and of quite a different color." "_Tiens_, Caroline--it seems to me that you look very closely into the eyes of young men," exclaims Adele, turning sharply upon this new assailant.
"At all events you admit that Caroline is right," cries Lolotte, triumphantly.
"I admit nothing of the kind.

I say that you are both very ill-natured, and that you say what is not true.

As for you, Lolotte, I don't believe you ever had the chance of seeing a young man's eyes turned upon you, or you would not be so pleased with the attentions of an old one." "An _old_ one!" shrieked Mam'selle Lolotte.