Why, what can she be telling him?
He seems quite overcome." Mascarin divined the truth at once, and found that it would be a difficult task to interfere with the love of a man who displayed so much intensity of feeling.
"Then," remarked Mascarin, savagely, "that great booby, staggering about on his friend's arm, is your young lady's lover ?" "Just so, sir." "Then we must find out who he is." Florestan put on a crafty air, and replied in gentle accents.
"The day before yesterday, as I was smoking my pipe outside, I saw this young bantam swaggering down the street--not but what he seemed rather crestfallen; but I knew the reason for that, and should look just as much in the dumps if my young woman was laid up.

I thought, as I had nothing to do, I might as well see who he was and where he lived; so, sticking my hands in my pockets, after him I sloped.

He walked such a long way, that I got precious sick of my job, but at last I ran him to earth in a house.

I went straight up to the lodge, and showed the portress my tobacco pouch, and said, 'I picked up this; I think that the gentleman who has just gone in dropped it.

Do you know him ?' 'Of course I do,' said she.