"Yes, I am going to see several friends—to make a round of visits. By the way, Mignonne, I wanted to say—— That young man whom you have seen here several times—Ballangier—will probably come while I am away."
"I will tell the concierge not to let anyone come up, as you won't be here."
"That is all right, so far as most people are concerned; but I want Ballangier to be excepted from that prohibition. I take a very deep interest in that young man. He used to have none but evil acquaintances in Paris; he must not find a house closed to him where he can learn only profitable lessons. And then, too, my library is at his disposal; he may take whatever books he chooses. So you will please be kind enough to admit him. He's a fine fellow, and I am sure that he will do his utmost to deserve your esteem."
"Very good, monsieur," Mignonne replied, in a cold and constrained tone; "your orders shall be followed."
"But I am not giving you orders; I am simply expressing a wish, that's all!"
"And if any letters should come for you, monsieur, where shall I send them?"
"I don't expect any. At all events, my servant will call and get them from the concierge."
"Oh! you will send your servant to Paris, but you won't come yourself?"
She hastily lowered her eyes, but I saw that they were full of tears. I made haste to grasp her hand, which she did not withdraw, and pressed it affectionately.
"I shall see you soon, Mignonne," I said. "Keep a sharp eye on my house!"