"There's some truth in what you say! You argue well, my charming friend; but allow me to tell you that I've had my fill and more of great ladies, and that I am absolutely indifferent to what people may say and think of me."
"I don't believe you.—Adieu, monsieur! I must go home."
"Oh! I don't let you go until I have an answer from you."
"Later—we will see."
"Then you will come again to see me? By the way, I must have two more cigar cases; I want them to give to my friends. Meanwhile, let me pay you for this one."
And the young man took a purse full of gold from his pocket and tossed it into Georgette's lap. She looked at it for a moment, then weighed it in her hand, and said:
"What is this?"
"It's what I owe you."
The pretty creature opened the purse and amused herself by counting its contents.
"Almost five hundred francs! Really, that's a high price for a cigar case!"