Louise appeared besides to have made an especial study of the theory of attitudes, and assumed before Rodolphe, who examined her with the artistic eye, a number of seductive poses.

Her neatly shod feet were of satisfactory smallness, even for a romantic lover smitten by Andalusian or Chinese miniatures.

As to her hands, their softness attested idleness.

In fact, for six months past she had no longer any reason to fear needle pricks.

In short, Louise was one of those fickle birds of passage who from fancy, and often from necessity, make for a day, or rather a night, their nest in the garrets of the students' quarter, and remain there willingly for a few days, if one knows how to retain them by a whim or by some ribbons.
After having chatted for an hour with Louise, Rodolphe showed her, as an example, the group of Cupid and Psyche.
"Isn't it Paul and Virginia ?" "Yes," replied Rodolphe, who did not want to vex her at the outset by contradicting her.
"They are very well done," said Louise.
"Alas!" thought Rodolphe, gazing at her, "the poor child is not up to much as regards literature.