In a moment Mademoiselle Georgette laughed heartily, and thereby completely disconcerted her visitor, who gazed at her in amazement, saying: "You are very merry, I see, mademoiselle." "It is true, monsieur, that I do not engender melancholy." "And might I ask what has aroused your merriment at this moment?" "Why, you, monsieur!" "I! Ah! it is I who make you laugh! Do you find me so very amusing, pray, mademoiselle?" "Amusing is not the word, monsieur; but, to speak frankly, you are far from clever in inventing a pretext." "A pretext! What do you mean? I don't understand." "Still, it's easy enough to understand. You wanted to have an excuse, a reason, for coming to my room--for you have nothing to be embroidered." "What makes you think that, mademoiselle?" "Do you suppose that I do not recognize you, monsieur?" "Ah! you recognize me, do you?" "To be sure; you live at the small hotel opposite, where you pass your time staring at me, making eyes at me----" "Ah! you have noticed that?" And Dupont puffed himself out like a turkey-cock; he was gratified to have been observed, and drew a favorable augury from that fact. "Yes, monsieur, I have noticed that," the young embroiderer continued. "How could I have helped seeing it, unless I was blind? Why, the other day, when you came to the window, it was horribly cold, and your nose was all blue! I was strongly tempted to make faces at you." At this point, Dupont bit his lips and did not puff himself out. "I didn't do it, because I presumed, seeing your head all bandaged, that you were either sick or hurt; and one should always take pity on those who suffer; but you are cured now, it seems." "Yes, mademoiselle; I fought a duel, and was wounded in the head." "Ah! you fought a duel, did you, monsieur? May a body, without being too inquisitive, ask what was the cause of your duel?" "It was a lady, of great distinction, with whom I happened to be, and at whom an insolent knave presumed to look too closely." "You fought for a lady! That was very well done, and leads me to forget your glances at me; but tell me, monsieur, why you have come here to-day?" "Since you are so good at divination, mademoiselle, you ought to have no difficulty in guessing. I saw you from my window, I found you charming, and I desired to make your acquaintance." "Good! that is plain speaking! And with what purpose do you wish to make my acquaintance? Perhaps you hope to make me your mistress?" "I do not say that, mademoiselle." "No, but you think it! As if that wasn't always what men aim at, when they fall in with a poor girl who is weak and foolish enough to believe them! But I am generous enough to warn you that you will waste your time with me." "In any case, mademoiselle, it would be difficult to waste it more agreeably than in your company." "That is very prettily said. But, monsieur, I will confess that I have a fancy for knowing the people whom I receive. Now, I don't know you."