I shall seek out the Citizeness Candeille." "And if she renders you useful assistance, I think I can offer her what should prove a tempting prize.

Women are so vain!" he added, contemplating with rapt attention the enamel-like polish on his finger-nails.

"There is a vacancy in the Maison Moliere.

Or--what might prove more attractive still--in connection with the proposed National fete, and the new religion for the people, we have not yet chosen a Goddess of Reason.

That should appeal to any feminine mind.