The ex-dragoon sent his uniform the night before, and she had not refrained from kissing it.

When Philippe was placed, in full dress, on one of those straw horses, all saddled, which Joseph had hired for the occasion, Agathe, fearing to betray her presence, mingled the soft sound of her tears with the conversation of the two brothers.

Philippe posed for two hours before and two hours after breakfast.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, he put on his ordinary clothes and, as he lighted a cigar, he proposed to his brother to go and dine together in the Palais-Royal, jingling gold in his pocket as he spoke.
"No," said Joseph, "it frightens me to see gold about you." "Ah! you'll always have a bad opinion of me in this house," cried the colonel in a thundering voice.

"Can't I save my money, too ?" "Yes, yes!" cried Agathe, coming out of her hiding-place, and kissing her son.