She knows how anxious I am, and I am sure she is going about on her own account, without giving a thought to me." "Perhaps she had to wait." "Let us have some punch." "It will do you no good, madame," said Nanine.
"So much the better.

Bring some fruit, too, and a pate or a wing of chicken; something or other, at once.

I am hungry." Need I tell you the impression which this scene made upon me, or can you not imagine it?
"You are going to have supper with me," she said to me; "meanwhile, take a book.

I am going into my dressing-room for a moment." She lit the candles of a candelabra, opened a door at the foot of the bed, and disappeared.
I began to think over this poor girl's life, and my love for her was mingled with a great pity.

I walked to and fro in the room, thinking over things, when Prudence entered.
"Ah, you here ?"' she said, "where is Marguerite ?" "In her dressing-room." "I will wait.