"An information?" asked the banker.
"Yes."
"Really, Carmen, you are speaking in riddles to-day—"
"Which you will, I hope, solve for me," interrupted the young lady, dryly. "In the first place, what is the meaning of your gigantic appetite?"
"Ah! that's very simple; I am hungry."
"That isn't it. I have seen a great many hungry people. In fact, I have often suffered from hunger when mother had no money to buy bread."
"Carmen, how often have I told you that I do not like these reminiscences?"
"Why not? Take an example from me, and tell me a little of your past."
"Enough—enough!" cried Larsagny, growing pale.