“Really? I should be very glad to.”
“Let us make a bet.”
“How will you convince me I have lost?”
“Let us bet a louis, and you must promise to be discreet.”
“Very good.”
“Come and sup at her house this evening, and I will tell you something.”
“You shall see me there.”
When I got home I told my housekeeper what I had heard.
“I am curious to know,” said she, “how he will convince you.” I promised to tell her, which pleased her very much.
I was exact to my appointment. Madame de la Saone reproached me pleasantly for my absence, and gave me a delicious supper. The young bookseller was there, but as his sweetheart did not speak a word to him he said nothing and passed unnoticed.