He ate and drank as he did at Fontainebleau.

But the bill seemed to him hard to digest: it was for a hundred and ten francs and a few centimes.

"The devil!" said he; "living has become dear in Paris!" Brandy entered into the sum total for an item of nine francs.

They had given him a bottle, and a glass about the size of a thimble; this gimcrack had amused Fougas, and he diverted himself by filling and emptying it a dozen times.

But on leaving the table he was not drunk; an amiable gayety inspired him, but nothing more.