“Certainly.”
“Then we must take that into account.”
After some whisperings together the cousin took a pen, put down the numbers of gloves, added up and said,
“The lot will cost you two hundred and ten francs.”
“There are nine louis; give me six francs change.”
“But you told us you would make a bargain.”
“You were wrong to believe it.”
She blushed and gave me the six francs. Rose and Manon shaved me and did my hair, giving me a kiss with the best grace imaginable; and when I offered my cheek to the cousin she kissed me on the mouth in a manner that told me she would be wholly mine on the first opportunity.
“Shall we have the pleasure of waiting on you at the table?” said Rose.
“I wish you would.”