You can ask what you like for your trouble." "Pardon me, sir," said Jasmin, with some pride, "I only shave for pay at home." "What do you say ?" "It is true, sir; I only shave for pay at home." "Come, come--you are jesting! I cannot be put off.

Make your charge as much as you like--but shave me." "Again I say, sir, it is impossible." "How impossible?
It seems to me that it is your trade!" "It is so; but at this moment I am not disposed to exercise it." The banker again pleaded; Jasmin was firm; and the millionaire went away unshaved! During one of his recitations at Toulouse, he was introduced to Mdlle.
Roaldes, a young and beautiful lady, with whose father, a thriving stockbroker, he stayed while in that city.

His house was magnificent and splendidly furnished.

Many persons of influence were invited to meet Jasmin, and, while there, he was entertained with much hospitality.

But, as often happens with stockbrokers, M.Roaldes star fell; he suffered many losses, and at length became poor and almost destitute.
One day, while Jasmin was sharpening his razors in his shop in Agen, who should appear but Mdlle.