"But how did you find out their situation?"
"Yesterday I went to the temple. Your ladyship does not know what the
Temple is?"
"No, my lord."
"It is a bazaar very amusing to see. I went there to make some purchases with my neighbor of the fourth floor."
"Your neighbor?"
"Have I not my room in the Rue du Temple?"
"I forgot."
"This neighbor is a charming little grisette; she calls herself Rigolette; this Miss Dimpleton is always laughing, and never had a lover."
"What virtue for a grisette!"
"It is not exactly from virtue that she is virtuous, but because, she says, she has no time to be in love; for she must work from twelve to fifteen hours a-day to earn twenty-five sous, on which she lives."