Monsieur, Madame, and Bebe — Volume 02 by Gustave Droz
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drink each other's health in them."
"And his, too, eh?" "The heir's, poor dear love of an heir! I should think so. And then I will put away the two glasses against this time next year; they shall be our Christmas Eve glasses? Every year we will sup like this together, however old we may get." "But, my dear, how about the time when we have no longer any teeth?" "Well, we will sup on good strong soups; it will be very nice, all the same. Another piece, please, with some of the jelly. Thanks." As she held out her plate I noticed her arm, the outline of which was lost in lace. "Why are you looking up my sleeve instead of eating?" "I am looking at your arm, dear. You are charming, let me tell you, this evening. That coiffure suits you so well, and that dress which I was unacquainted with." "Well, when one seeks to make a conquest--" "How pretty you look, pet!" "Is it true that you think me charming, pretty, and a pet this evening? Well, then," lowering her eyes and smiling at her bracelets, "in that case I do not see why--" |
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