She forgets that everything is higher priced than it used to be, that meat and vegetables are exorbitant, and that just now eggs cost one franc and fifty centimes a dozen.

Besides, a poor creature, deprived of the use of her limbs, as I am, cannot go to market herself, and it is quite possible that my _femme de menage_ does not purchase as wisely as she might.

I know I have great scenes with her sometimes for bringing me early vegetables; _le bon Dieu_ can, at least, bear me witness that I am no glutton.
"The good Mme.

de Lorcy scolded me about a bouquet of camellias she saw on my table, just like those for which I have been grateful to my angel.
I don't know what notions she got into her head about them.

Ah! well, _ma chere demoiselle_, I have learned since that these double camellias--they are variegated, red and white--came to me from a man, for, at present, as it would appear, men have taken to give me bouquets and making me visits; it is rather late in the day.