"Mademoiselle Rosette, you are very wrong-headed."
"That may be; but you can take me or leave me."
I said nothing, but continued to pace the floor. After a considerable time, Mademoiselle Rosette sprang to her feet.
"Well! so that's the way it is, eh?—Bonsoir!"
She rushed from the room, and I heard her slam one door after another till she was in the hall.
She had gone, and gone in a rage. No matter! I could not allow her to insult my visitors without the slightest cause. If I should allow it, with her temperament Mademoiselle Rosette would soon pass from words to deeds. I said to myself that she would calm down and come back to me. I did not believe that she was vixenish at heart. Those people who fly into a rage so quickly do not let the sun go down on their wrath.
XXXVII
ROSETTE'S SEVEN AUNTS
Several days passed and I heard nothing of my grisette. But I went to see Frédérique, whom I found at home, and who greeted me with evident pleasure.
I did not mention Rosette; but I saw in her eyes that she was burning to know the situation of my amour with her. At last, she could contain herself no longer.
"Well, my friend," she said, "you say nothing of your love affairs. I trust, however, that I am still your confidante; and you surely must have been content with my conduct the last time I came to see you."