"Ah!" she exclaimed. "Monsieur Marcel in quest of gallant adventures. What do you think of this one, eh? It does not lack fun."
"I think it endurable," replied Marcel.
"Where are you going so late in this region?" asked Musette.
"I am going into that edifice," said the artist, pointing to a little theater where he was on the free list.
"For the sake of art?"
"No, for the sake of Laura."
"Who is Laura?" continued Musette, whose eyes shot forth notes of interrogation.
Marcel kept up the tone.
"She is a chimera whom I am pursuing, and who plays here."
And he pretended to pull out an imaginary shirt frill.