"You must dine with us," she exclaimed; "I will take no denial.

Come, let me introduce you, M.Andre, M.Gaston de Gandelu.

There, that is all settled." The man bowed.
"Andre, Andre," repeated Gandelu; "why, the name is familiar to me,--and so is the face.

Have I not met you at my father's house?
Come in; we intend to have a jovial evening." "I really cannot," pleaded Andre.

"I have an engagement." "Throw it over then; we intend to keep you, now that we have got you." Andre hesitated for a moment, but he felt dispirited, and that he required rousing.