"Ah! that was what you were hanging about for in Lilac Lane?"
She fixed her large astonished eyes on him, as she asked:
"However did you know? Did you see me?"
"I did not," he answered quickly; "one of my friends told me."
"Who was it? Do I know him—your friend?"
"I don't think so; he's an officer in Bernès' regiment. Ah, by the bye, what do you think! The poor little actress you heard last night—well, she has killed herself!"
"Yes, I know; it is a great pity!"
Bijou said this in a tone which made it impossible to continue the conversation on this topic. She was so dignified, and her meaning was so plain, that Jean almost regretted having said a word to her of this affair, considering that it was a trifle delicate; but, after all, as he said to himself, Bijou was no child; she would soon be twenty-two!