"Dressing."
"Are you going out?"
"Yes, my girl, I'm going out."
"Where are you going?" she demanded.
"To Paris," he replied, calmly, through the open door.
"This evening?"
"Right away!"
"Then I'll come with you!" she declared, determinedly.
"No, you won't!" he replied, coolly, returning into the room. "Perissard objects."
Jacqueline faced him with dilated eyes.