"She does not get up before half-past eight or nine o'clock, especially when she is up late like last night; it was nearly two o'clock when we came in!"
"And you are just as fresh-looking and as pretty as though you had slept all night. Really, though, I should very much like to see Madame de Bracieux."
"You want to speak to her yourself, or is it any message I can take to her from you?"
"No; I want to speak to her myself."
"Well, you know she will probably keep you waiting 'a spell,' as they say in this part of the world."
"Well, I will wait."
Bijou looked at M. de Clagny in surprise. He was pacing up and down the long room.
"What's the matter?" she asked at last, in her curiosity, "for there certainly is something the matter!"
"Oh, no!"
"Oh, yes! You keep marching backwards and forwards. That reminds me—one day I saw Paul de Rueille pacing about like that."