"Les Secrets de la Princesse de Cadignan"
They laughed and kissed each other.
"At the bottom of the street is the Avenue de Friedland; the tram passes there, and it will take you straight to Madame Savelli's."
The sparrows had begun to shrill in the courtyard, and their eyes ached with sleep.
"Five or six years—you'll be at the height of your fame. They will pass only too quickly," he added.
He was thinking what his age would be then. "And when they have passed, it will seem like a dream."
"Like a dream," she repeated, and she laid her face on the pillow where his had lain.