It takes nerve and superior ideas to do it, my angel, and therefore you have won my respectful esteem." "Monsieur le chevalier, I assure you, you are mistaken, and--" She colored, and did not dare to say more.

The chevalier, with a single glance, had guessed and fathomed her whole plan.
"Yes, yes! I understand: you want me to believe it," he said.

"Well! I do believe it.

But take my advice: go to Monsieur du Bousquier.

Haven't you taken linen there for the last six or eight months?
I'm not asking what went on between you; but I know the man: he has immense conceit; he is an old bachelor, and very rich; and he only spends a quarter of a comfortable income.