Only she caught Madame Lerat by the hand, and caused her to descend a couple of steps, for, really, it wouldn't do to say it aloud, not even on the stairs.

When she whispered it to her, it was so obscene that Madame Lerat could only shake her head, opening her eyes wide, and pursing her lips.

Well, at least her curiosity wasn't troubling her any longer.
From that day forth Madame Lerat regaled herself with her niece's first love adventure.

She no longer left her, but accompanied her morning and evening, bringing her responsibility well to the fore.

This somewhat annoyed Nana, but all the same she expanded with pride at seeing herself guarded like a treasure; and the talk she and her aunt indulged in in the street with the button manufacturer behind them flattered her, and rather quickened her desire for new flirtations.