“I was afraid that he would make a scene with Agathe. I thought I heard groans and sighs.”
“They were of repentance and love; and then, she still pretends to be jealous; but I see plainly enough that she is thinking only of you.”
“Oh! she adores me, my friend; I can’t doubt that.”
“Your dinner is delicious; you do things very well, Monsieur Raymond.”
“Yes, yes; I ordered it for a purpose! I expected to partake of it with her!”
“She knows that you ordered it, and she is just as much obliged to you. I can see in her eyes that she doesn’t eat a truffle without thinking of you.”
“Dear Agathe! But I hear laughter, it seems to me.”
“Yes, that is she. She laughs with her lips, to deceive him; but the fromage fouetté awaits me; adieu, my friend!”
“What! haven’t you drunk the champagne yet!”
“Not yet.”