"No, madame, no; I don't know her."
"But you haven't looked in their direction."
"I beg your pardon."
"Ha! ha! ha!"
My partner indulged in a burst of merriment which worried me. When she had ceased to laugh, she said:
"Mon Dieu! monsieur, pray excuse me; it is very foolish of me to laugh so."
"Why, madame? laughing is most becoming to you."
"But such a strange idea passed through my head, that I couldn't possibly keep a serious face."
"If you would tell me your idea—I should be very happy to be taken for your confidant."
"Oh! I should never dare; for it was you yourself, monsieur, who made me want to laugh."