"Yes, mamzelle; I arrived last night at the Plat d'Étain, where I'm staying, on Carré Saint-Martin."
"And my mother and father and sisters—do tell me about them."
"They are all well, thank heaven! and they all told me to be sure and kiss you for them."
"Well! kiss me for each of them."
Young Colinet lost no time in kissing Georgette again; while Dupont's face became a yard long, and he said to himself:
"Are they going to pass all their time kissing? That fellow has obtained more in two minutes than I have in a month. I simply must change my batteries."
When young Colinet had delivered all his kisses, Georgette bade him sit down and said:
"Didn't my sisters give you anything for me?"
"Oh! yes, excuse me; Mamzelle Aimée, the oldest one, gave me a letter, which I've got here in my pocket."
"Oh! give it to me, quick!"