Besides, Nana said she didn't want to make old bones; it wouldn't be amusing.

They were drawing near their destination, and the conversation was interrupted by the cracking of whips as the drivers put their horses to their best paces.

Yet amid all the noise Lucy continued talking and, suddenly changing the subject, urged Nana to come to town with them all to-morrow.

The exhibition was soon to close, and the ladies must really return to Paris, where the season was surpassing their expectations.

But Nana was obstinate.