"'What, monsieur, you don't know? Then you must try to find out. Don't you think me pretty?'
"'Oh, yes, mademoiselle!'
"'Don't you feel great pleasure in being with me?'
"'Yes, mademoiselle.'
"'Then, monsieur, of course you are in love with me.'
"'Dame! it is very possible.'
"And he kept on playing with his stick. Unable to contain myself, I snatched it out of his hands and threw it on the floor.
"'It seems to me, monsieur,' I cried, 'that, while I am speaking to you, you might stop playing with your cane; it looks as if you weren't listening to me, and that's very impolite!'
"The poor boy was thunderstruck by my action. He glanced at his cane out of the corner of his eye, and murmured:
"'I wont do it any more, mademoiselle.'