days. He was not even naively impassioned enough to require her to

make vows. Muffat suspected nothing. As to Vandeuvres, he knew

things would take place for a certainty, but he never made the least

allusion to them and pretended total ignorance, while his lips wore

the subtle smile of the skeptical man of pleasure who does not seek

the impossible, provided he can have his day and that Paris is aware

From that time forth Nana's house was really properly appointed.

The staff of servants was complete in the stable, in the kitchen and