words.

"Certainly," they at last reply, my honorable person shall not be
molested, indeed they ask for nothing better. Only, in order to
subscribe to the laws of the country, I ought to have come here and
given my name and that of the young person that--with whom--

"Oh! that is going too far! I came here on purpose, contemptible
creatures, not three weeks ago!"

Then taking up myself the civil register, and turning over the pages
rapidly, I found my signature and beside it the little hieroglyphics
drawn by Chrysanthème:

"There, set of idiots, look at that!"

Arrival of a very high functionary,--a ridiculous little old fellow in
a black coat, who from his office has been listening to the row:

"What is the matter? What is it? What is this annoyance put upon the
French officers?"

I politely state my case to this personage, who cannot make apologies
and promises enough. The little agents prostrate themselves on all
fours, sink into the earth; and we leave them, cold and dignified,
without returning their bows.

M. Sucre and Madame Prune can now make their minds easy, they will not
be disturbed again.