"From Bordeaux, monsieur."
"From the South. I'd have bet on it."
"Because you seem to have a little head that is very quick to take offence."
"Oh! I have a very good head."
"Do you live alone upstairs?"
"Yes, monsieur."
"How many lovers have you, Mademoiselle Georgette?"
The girl stared at the viscount with an impertinent expression, and finally answered:
"I have none, monsieur."