'Garçon,' called the lady in gray and red.
'De suite, m'selle.'
'Who is that gentleman yonder, drinking champagne?'
'M'selle, the colonel! c'est un milord.'
'English?'
'But certainly.'
'Rich?'
'Rich! the colonel! rich! Mon Dieu! C'est un milord Anglais!'
'Is he staying here long?'
'Ah, m'selle! Where else could he stay? All the season.'