"Madeleine,—just Madeleine, Fouchette."
"Mademoiselle Madeleine——"
"I live over here,—au Quartier Latin. It is the only place—the place to see life. It is Paris! C'est la vie joyeuse!"
"Ah! then you no longer live at——"
"Let us begin here, Fouchette," interrupted Mlle. Madeleine, gravely, "and let us never talk about Charenton,—never! It cannot be a pleasant subject to you,—it is painful to me."
"Oh, pardon me, mademoiselle, I——"
"So it is understood, is it not?"
"With all my heart, mademoiselle!" said Fouchette, not sorry to conclude such a desirable bargain.
"Very good. We begin here——"
"Now."