It is the 15th of April." "Ah!" observed Rodolphe, examining the acceptance.

"Pay to the order of---- Birmann.

It is my tailor.

Alas," he added, in melancholy tones casting his eyes alternately upon a frock coat thrown on the bed and upon the acceptance, "causes depart but effects return.

What, it is the 15th of April?
It is extraordinary, I have not yet had any strawberries this year." The messenger, weary of delay, left the room, saying to Rodolphe, "You have till four o'clock to pay." "There is no time like the present," replied Rodolphe.