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Updated: May 5, 2025
At Nana's side the old gentleman refused every dish offered him; he had only taken a spoonful of soup, and he now sat in front of his empty plate, gazing silently about. There was some subdued yawning, and occasionally eyelids closed and faces became haggard and white. It was unutterably slow, as it always was, according to Vandeuvres's dictum.
He could not refrain from whispering something about it in Vandeuvres's ear. Gad, it was true; the other had never noticed it before. And both men continued this comparison of Nana and the countess. They discovered a vague resemblance about the chin and the mouth, but the eyes were not at all alike.
Perhaps someone had seen him with the Baroness Decker, at whose house at Viroflay he sometimes spent a day or so. Vandeuvres's sole vengeance was an abrupt question: "Tell me, where have you been straying to? Your elbow is covered with cobwebs and plaster." "My elbow," he muttered, slightly disturbed. "Yes indeed, it's true.
He had just noticed the fair-haired Labordette, comfortably installed in the Count de Vandeuvres's stage box and chatting at very close quarters with Blanche de Sivry. "Gad," he said after rejoining his cousin, "that Labordette knows all the girls then! He's with Blanche now." "Doubtless he knows them all," replied Fauchery quietly. "What d'you want to be taken for, my friend?"
Indeed, nobody was asking for the filly; she was not even being mentioned. The outsider of the Vandeuvres's stud was swamped by Lusignan's popularity. But La Faloise flung his arms up, crying: "I've an inspiration. I'll bet a louis on Nana." "Bravo! I bet a couple," said Georges. "And I three," added Philippe.
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