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When they were on the street he handed her into a phaeton, which he

drove himself, and they hirled away by two superb horses

We returned to Prudence's box, and when the play was over we took a cab

and drove to 7, Rue d'Antin At the door, Prudence asked us to come up

and see her showrooms, which we had never seen, and of which she seeerly I accepted It seeuerite I soon turned the

conversation in her direction

"The old duke is at your neighbours," I said to Prudence

"Oh, no; she is probably alone"

"But she must be dreadfully bored," said Gaston

"We spend ether, or she calls to oes to bed before two in theShe can't

sleep before that"

"Why?"

"Because she suffers in the chest, and is almost always feverish"