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He went to the back of the easel, on which there was a canvas representing a cat, and seized a very worn-out broom. "I say! Just brush up while I look after the lighting." M. Saval took the broom, inspected it, and then began to sweep the floor very awkwardly, raising a whirlwind of dust. Romantin, disgusted, stopped him: "Deuce take it! you don't know how to sweep the floor! Look at me!"
But when it comes to a young virgin, on the contrary, no one can guess anything about her. At heart I begin to think that she is making sport of me." Saval tilted his chair. He said, very slowly: "Take care, my dear fellow, she will lead you to marriage. Remember those other illustrious examples.
He lived alone since then, and now, in his turn, he, too, will soon be dead. He will disappear, and that will be the end. There will be no more of Paul Saval upon the earth. What a frightful thing! Other people will love, will laugh. Yes, people will go on amusing themselves, and he will no longer exist!
If only she could have guessed. Had she not guessed anything, seen anything, comprehended anything? What would she have thought? If he had spoken, what would she have answered? And Saval asked himself a thousand other things. He reviewed his whole life, seeking to recall a multitude of details.
And with a look, she pointed out a group of men who were looking at them from a little distance. Said Servigny to her: "As many follies as YOU may please, Mam'zelle." In speaking to Yvette, Servigny never used the word "Mademoiselle," by reason of his close and long intimacy with her. Then Saval asked: "Why does Mademoiselle always call my friend Servigny 'Muscade'?"
She responded, laughing, with something of her former tone of voice. "Great goose! what ails you? I knew it from the very first day!" Saval began to tremble. He stammered out: "You knew it? Then..." He stopped. She asked: "Then?" He answered: "Then what did you think? What what what would you have answered?" She broke into a peal of laughter.
Only you pay five sous, at their shops, for what costs two sous elsewhere." "Who is the master of the house just now?" asked Saval. Servigny shrugged his shoulders, signifying his ignorance. "I don't know, the latest one known was an English peer, but he left three months ago. At present she must live off the common herd, or the gambling, perhaps, and on the gamblers, for she has her caprices.
Then, M. Saval noticed that each guest had brought his own provisions. One held a bottle of wine, and the other a pie. This one had a loaf of bread, and one a ham. The tall, fair young fellow placed in his hands an enormous sausage, and gave orders: "Here, go and arrange the sideboard in the corner over there. Put the bottles at the left and the provisions at the right."
Yvette assumed a very frank air and said: "I will tell you: It is because he always slips through my hands. Now I think I have him, and then I find I have not." The Marquise, with her eyes upon Saval, arid evidently preoccupied, said in a careless tone: "You children are very funny." But Yvette bridled up: "I do not intend to be funny; I am simply frank.
M. Saval had not even moved; he did not understand. The artist came over to him. "Since I have invited you, you will assist ma about something." The notary said emphatically: "Make any use of me you please. I am at your disposal." Romantin took off his jacket. "Well, citizen, to work! We are first going to clean up."
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