I'd like to see you before the world as insolent and overbearing as your sister has just been here.

You have a silly, bourgeois air which I detest." Eugenie raised her eyes to heaven as her only answer.
"Ah ca, madame! what have you both been talking of ?" said the banker, after a pause, pointing to the flowers.

"What has happened to make your sister so anxious all of a sudden to go to your opera-box ?" The poor helot endeavored to escape questioning on the score of sleepiness, and turned to go into her dressing-room to prepare for the night; but du Tillet took her by the arm and brought her back under the full light of the wax-candles which were burning in two silver-gilt sconces between fragrant nosegays.

He plunged his light eyes into hers and said, coldly:-- "Your sister came here to borrow forty thousand francs for a man in whom she takes an interest, who'll be locked up within three days in a debtor's prison." The poor woman was seized with a nervous trembling, which she endeavored to repress.
"You alarm me," she said.

"But my sister is far too well brought up, and she loves her husband too much to be interested in any man to that extent." "Quite the contrary," he said, dryly.