"It's the starter, the Baron de Mauriac," said Labordette in reply

to a question from Nana. All round the young woman exclamations

were bursting from the men who were pressing to her very carriage

step. They kept up a disconnected conversation, jerking out phrases

under the immediate influence of passing impressions. Indeed,

Philippe and Georges, Bordenave and La Faloise, could not be quiet.

"Don't shove! Let me see! Ah, the judge is getting into his box.

D'you say it's Monsieur de Souvigny? You must have good eyesight--