"Oh! you always exaggerate, Monsieur Cherami; to hear you talk, one would think my husband was hunchbacked."
"If he isn't, he ought to have been."
"What! what do you mean by that?"
"Sh! I know what I mean. Ah! if Capucine wasn't a friend of mine!"
"Adelaide! Adelaide! I think that's a green 'bus coming; come here, quick!"
The servant left the office, with her basket. Monsieur Cherami greeted her with an affable bow, which she barely acknowledged, muttering:
"Bah! there goes the rest of our money! I wonder if that man's coming to dine with us? If he is, there'll never be enough to eat."
"Are you going into the country, Madame Capucine?"
"Yes, monsieur; we're going to Romainville."
"Have you bought a summer house, a villa, in that neighborhood?"