One day your friend returned a personal letter of Madame's having written across it, `I laugh at you.' It was very foolish.

No man laughs at Madame more than once.

She will, one day, return this letter to him.

A crown, a fine revenge, in one fell swoop." "She will ruin him utterly ?" "Utterly." "Have you any idea what sort of man my friend is ?" "He lacks the polish of a man of affairs, and he surrenders too easily." "He will never surrender--Madame." "How ?" "You remember his father; he will prove his father's son, every inch of him.

O, my Colonel, the curtain has only risen.