'Rubens and my lady,' that is my motto." "Well then, hearken to my woes and pity take, most noble sir," returned Musette, who was slightly tinged with literature, although she murdered grammar in fine style, "the landlord has taken away the key of my room and it is eleven o'clock at night.

Do you understand ?" "I understand," said Marcel, offering Musette his arm.

He took her to his studio on the Quai aux Fleurs.
Musette was hardly able to keep awake, but she still had strength enough to say to Marcel, taking him by the hand, "You remember what you have promised ?" "Oh Musette! charming creature!" said the artist in a somewhat moved tone, "you are here beneath a hospitable roof, sleep in peace.

Good night, I am off." "Why so ?" said Musette, her eyes half closed.

"I am not afraid, I can assure you.