"He does not look it!"
"I know; but that does not make any difference to the fact that I should not mind marrying him any more than I should Jean or Henry."
"You do not know what marriage is; you do not understand."
Bijou half closed her beautiful, bright eyes.
"Yes," she said, speaking slowly, "I do understand quite well, grandmamma."
"Well, all this is no answer for me to give to M. de Clagny."
"Is he coming to-day?"
"He is coming directly."
Bijou moved uneasily on her footstool, and then, after a moment's consideration, she said: