Müller laughed and looked.
"Tiens! Guichet," said he, "is that meant for a compliment?"
"Where did you see him?" asked the model, pointing down at the sketch.
"Why? Do you know him?"
"Where did you see him, I say?" repeated Guichet, impatiently.
He was a rough fellow, and garnished every other sentence with an oath; but he did not mean to be uncivil.
"At the Café Procope."
"When?"
"About an hour ago. But again, I repeat--do you know him?"
"Do I know him? Tonnerre de Dieu!"