Then he, too, would go about his business.

Nana and he were wont to think it a very comfortable arrangement.
"So much the worse," said Nana; "I'll write to him this afternoon.

And if he doesn't receive my letter, then tomorrow you will stop him coming in." In the meantime Zoe was walking softly about the room.

She spoke of yesterday's great hit.

Madame had shown such talent; she sang so well! Ah! Madame need not fret at all now! Nana, her elbow dug into her pillow, only tossed her head in reply.