The door had just opened, and three late arrivals, a woman and two men, had just come in.
Oh dear, no! There was no space for them! Nana, however, without leaving her chair, began screwing up her eyes in the effort to find out whether she knew them.

The woman was Louise Violaine, but she had never seen the men before.
"This gentleman, my dear," said Vandeuvres, "is a friend of mine, a naval officer, Monsieur de Foucarmont by name.

I invited him." Foucarmont bowed and seemed very much at ease, for he added: "And I took leave to bring one of my friends with me." "Oh, it's quite right, quite right!" said Nana.

"Sit down, pray.

Let's see, you--Clarisse--push up a little.