“All right.—By the way, has Pélagie received all the usual gifts?”
“Yes, my dear; have you forgotten that I showed them to you yesterday and told you Déneterre had spent three thousand francs out of the money you gave him?”
“True; it had gone out of my head.”
“Pélagie will be enchanted, I assure you. There’s a beautiful set of jewelry—and shawls—and dress materials.”
“Very good; so, then, there’s nothing for me to do to-day but to get married?”
“Mon Dieu! that’s all, my dear.”
“So much the better. What time is it to be?”
“At eleven o’clock you are to call for your wife and take her to the mayor’s office. We shall have two carriages; I have ordered them.”
“Two carriages! it seems to me that’s very few.”
“There are no more to be had in town.”