“A more simple thing would be to take the griffin to your wife and bring her here.”
“Here!”
“Yes, here.”
“To the Louvre, that would be droll.”
“I should think so. Then you would be ennuyé no longer?”
“Ma foi! no, but if this goes on much longer, I believe I shall kill myself.”
“Well! shall I give you my page?”
“To me?”
“Yes, he is a wonderful lad.”
“Thank you, but I detest pages.”