Newman said that he believed not, and then she turned to her papa with a smile.

"What an honor, eh?
he has come only for us." M.Nioche drained his pungent glass at a long draught, and looked out from eyes more lachrymose in consequence.

"But you didn't come for me, eh ?" Mademoiselle Noemie went on.

"You didn't expect to find me here ?" Newman observed the change in her appearance.

She was very elegant and prettier than before; she looked a year or two older, and it was noticeable that, to the eye, she had only gained in respectability.
She looked "lady-like." She was dressed in quiet colors, and wore her expensively unobtrusive toilet with a grace that might have come from years of practice.