And may I ask if you have sought permission from Mademoiselle Le Marchant's relatives before making this call ?" "Permission ?--To see Carette?
No, madame--ma'm'zelle.

I never dreamt of such a thing.

Permission to see Carette! Ma fe!" "Ah!" ...

("What a strangely innocent young man!--or is it impudent boldness ?"--That was what was going on in her mind, I think, as she bored at me with the little gimlets.

But she said--) "We make it an inflexible rule not to allow our young ladies to see any but their own relations, except, of course, with the special permission of their relatives or guardians." "If I had known, I would have got a letter from Aunt Jeanne Falla, but such a thing never entered into my head for a moment." "You know Madame Le Marchant--Miss Jeanne Falla that was ?" "Know Aunt Jeanne ?--Well, I should--I mean, yes, madame,--I mean ma'm'zelle.