"Why, certainly! She does sing sometimes at Pont-sur-Loire."
"I will ask grandmamma to have her here. Where does she live?"
"Rue Rabelais. I do not remember the number, but she is very well known."
After a short silence, the professor asked:
"Why should you not go to the theatre to hear her? That would interest you much more."
"Grandmamma would never let me."
"I know, of course, that society people do not go to the Pont-sur-Loire theatre—it is not considered the thing; but there are circumstances,—for instance—in a fortnight from now there is to be a performance for the benefit of disabled soldiers, organised by the Dames de France; everyone will go to that."
"And they will play things that will be all right?"
"Oh! some comic opera or another, and varieties from other things; but I am sure Lisette Renaud will be on the programme, and several times, too. These are the best sort of things that we have at the theatre."
"You are not drinking anything, Monsieur Sylvestre," said Bijou, approaching the tray which had been brought in, and pouring out the lemonade for the young man.