Does madame desire to use it ?" "No, Auguste can get us another.

You take his." Auguste, the man-servant, had come up meanwhile and greeted his mistress.

He shot a quick glance at the strange gentleman on whose aim she leaned, but it was more expressive of curiosity than surprise; he then hurried away to carry out the remarkable orders Anne had dryly transmitted to him.

Soon after he reappeared, and announced that the other fiacre was there.

Fido, released from the captivity of the dog-box, sprang upon the countess with short-breathed barks that soon degenerated into a cough, and wagged his tail and frolicked madly about.