“Bah! try him.”
“Bussy, you mock me.”
“Let me leave him.”
“No.”
“I tell you, you will like him.”
“No, no, a hundred times, no.”
“Hola, page, come here.”
Jeanne came forward, blushing.
“Oh!” cried St. Luc, recognizing her, in astonishment.
“Well! shall I send him away?”