"That certainly would be a great pity."
Mademoiselle Zizi disappeared. Alfred paid the waiter, doing his utmost to stand erect on his legs.
Roncherolle took his arm, to help him to go downstairs, and before leaving him on the boulevard, said:
"Do me the favor to give me the address of the lady whom you took home—the Baronne de Grangeville."
"Ah! the Baronne de—you want to know her address? Villain! monster! you have criminal designs!"
"Perhaps so—but her address."
"Wait—I know it perfectly."
"Well then, where is it?"
"Ah!—Rue de—what do you call it—you know it well enough!"
"If you should tell me the name, I should know it better."