"Never fear; it won't cost you any more, for it won't cost anything."
"Oh! you are very good! And you won't forget to come?"
"If your bruise was a mere trifle, I might forget you; but it's serious enough to prevent my neglecting it. I will come to see you."
"This is my address, monsieur: Annette—Rue Rochechouart, corner of Rue Bellefond."
"Just Annette?"
"That's all, monsieur; when a girl has been foolish, she ought not to bear her parents' name."
"Here, my child, here are your prescriptions. Be careful to follow my directions. Don't tire yourself, and be good. It's a bore, I know, but it is necessary for your safety. I will see you in a few days."
The girl had rebuttoned her dress and was about to leave the room.
"Have you seen Monsieur Bouqueton since?" I asked.
"Oh, no, monsieur! the monster! If I should see him, I believe I should faint with fright."