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When the movement of a new figure, invented by a dancer named Trenis, and named after him, brought Martial face to face with the Colonel "I have won your horse," said he, laughing. "Yes, but you have lost eighty thousand francs a year!" retorted Montcornet, glancing at Madame de Vaudremont. "What do I care?" replied Martial. "Madame de Soulanges is worth millions!"

People used to crowd, at these small dances, to watch the Princess de Ligne dancing the mazurka with her incomparable Polish grace; just as at the big balls, which were rather crushes, there would be a crowd, more curious than admiring, to watch the steps and capers of the Prince de Craon, the last remaining exponent of that pretentious school of dancing of which Trenis had been the leader, under the Directoire.

On another occasion I arranged a supper at which all the great personages of the day were present, and among the ambassadors was M. de Metternich. Then I gave a ball, to which Mme. Hamelin, M. de Trénis, and other renowned dancers came. Mme. Hamelin was regarded as the best dancer in Paris society. Certainly she was exquisitely graceful and fleet of foot. I remember how, at this ball, Mme.

Forty years long have people been dancing the quadrilles now in vogue, which consist of six favourite country-dances, fashionable in Paris at the close of the last century, and then singly known by the names they still retain "La Poule, L'Eté, Le Pantalon, Le Trenis," &c. &c.

Vestris and Trénis were the great names in every salon; and all the extravagant graces and voluptuous groupings of the ballet were introduced into the amusements of society: even the taste in dress was made subordinate to this passion, the light and floating materials, which mark the figure and display symmetry, replacing the heavier and more costly robes of former times.

But where's your general, in this house?" "No, don't go there; the place is full of wounded. Go up the street; you'll find on your left a sort of pig-pen; the general is there. Good-bye, old fellow. If we ever dance a trenis on a Paris floor "