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Hypocrite, do you want to make me believe that you have forgotten your son so soon, M'lle Suzanne Beauminet's son?" "Then you know ?" "The whole thing! And old other Mahuchet, and your absences from home to give him a good dinner on holidays." "How like moles you pious women can be if you try!" exclaims Adolphe, in his terror. "It was Justine that found it out." "Ah!

Hypocrite, do you want to make me believe that you have forgotten your son so soon, M'lle Suzanne Beauminet's son?" "Then you know ?" "The whole thing! And old other Mahuchet, and your absences from home to give him a good dinner on holidays." "How like moles you pious women can be if you try!" exclaims Adolphe, in his terror. "It was Justine that found it out." "Ah!

Two young married women, Caroline and Stephanie, who had been early friends at M'lle Machefer's boarding school, one of the most celebrated educational institutions in the Faubourg St. Honore, met at a ball given by Madame de Fischtaminel, and the following conversation took place in a window-seat in the boudoir.

Two young married women, Caroline and Stephanie, who had been early friends at M'lle Machefer's boarding school, one of the most celebrated educational institutions in the Faubourg St. Honore, met at a ball given by Madame de Fischtaminel, and the following conversation took place in a window-seat in the boudoir.

Hypocrite, do you want to make me believe that you have forgotten your son so soon, M'lle Suzanne Beauminet's son?" "Then you know ?" "The whole thing! And old other Mahuchet, and your absences from home to give him a good dinner on holidays." "How like moles you pious women can be if you try!" exclaims Adolphe, in his terror. "It was Justine that found it out." "Ah!

Her fan of yellow feathers dropped from her lap, and her face showed extraordinary interest for a moment. "You know him M'lle.?" said La Colombiere, returning her the fan. For an instant she was the centre of attention. Then with a flutter of the yellow feathers that subjugated the four impressionable Frenchmen completely, she resumed her usual manner. "I know the name, certainly.

"What of the mother?" exclaims Caroline. To end the matter, Justine, Caroline's good genius, proves to her that M'lle Suzanne Beauminet, formerly a grisette and somewhat later Madame Sainte-Suzanne, died at the hospital, or else that she has made her fortune, or else, again, that her place in society is so low there is no danger of madame's ever meeting her.

You ought to write to your uncle. It was probably some breakfast or other, the result of a bet made at M'lle Malaga's." He looks slyly at Caroline, who drops her eyes to conceal her tears. "How beautiful you have made yourself this morning," Adolphe resumes. "Ah, you are a fair match for your breakfast. I don't think Ferdinand will make as good a meal as I shall," etc., etc.

"What of the mother?" exclaims Caroline. To end the matter, Justine, Caroline's good genius, proves to her that M'lle Suzanne Beauminet, formerly a grisette and somewhat later Madame Sainte-Suzanne, died at the hospital, or else that she has made her fortune, or else, again, that her place in society is so low there is no danger of madame's ever meeting her.

"What of the mother?" exclaims Caroline. To end the matter, Justine, Caroline's good genius, proves to her that M'lle Suzanne Beauminet, formerly a grisette and somewhat later Madame Sainte-Suzanne, died at the hospital, or else that she has made her fortune, or else, again, that her place in society is so low there is no danger of madame's ever meeting her.