Rose felt flattered by the admiration her fine rooms evidently caused.
"You see," cried she, "I have left Paul; he bothered me awfully, and ended by half starving me." "Why, you are joking; he came here to-day, and said he was earning twelve thousand francs a year." "Twelve thousand humbugs.

A fellow that will take five hundred francs from an old scarecrow he never met before is--" Rose broke off abruptly, for at that moment young Gandelu brought in his friends, and introduced them; they were all of the same type as their host, and Andre was about to study them more intently, when a white-waistcoated waiter threw open the door, exclaiming pompously, "Madame, the dinner is on the table.".