But do you know what the impudent fellow wanted ?" A smile shone in De Breulh's eyes, as he answered,-- "Money, perhaps!" "You are right," returned the Viscountess, gravely; "he brought my bill into my very drawing-room, and handed it in before a stranger.

I never thought that a man who supplies the most aristocratic portion of society could have been guilty of such a piece of impertinence.

I ordered him to leave the room, taking it for granted that he would do so with an apology, but I was wrong.

He flew into a rage and threatened me, and swore that if I did not settle the bill on the spot, he would go to my husband.

The bill was nearly twenty thousand francs; imagine my horror! I was so thunderstruck at the amount that I absolutely entreated him to give me time.