"If you go to Chamberi call on her and say you come from me; you will be welcome and you will be as much surprised as I am." "I will do so, after I have been in Italy. However, I will not shew her this portrait, which would scandalize her; I will put it away carefully." "I beg you not to shew it to anyone." "You may rely on me." I was in an ecstasy at having put her off so effectually. At eight o'clock all my guests arrived, and I saw before me all the fairest ladies and the noblest gentlemen of Grenoble. The only thing which vexed me was the compliments they lavished on me, as is customary in the provinces. I opened the ball with the lady pointed out to me by M. Valenglard, and then I danced with all the ladies in succession; but my partner in all the square dances was the fair Mdlle. Roman, who shone from her simplicity--at least, in my eyes. After a quadrille, in which I had exerted myself a good deal, I felt hot and went up to my room to put on a lighter suit, and as I was doing so, in came the fair cousin, who asked me if I required anything. "Yes, you, dearest," I replied, going up to her and taking her in my arms. "Did anyone see you coming in here?" "No, I came from upstairs, and my cousins are in the dancing-room." "That is capital. You are fair as Love himself, and this is an excellent opportunity for skewing you how much I love you." "Good heavens! What are you doing? Let me go, somebody might come in. Well, put out the light!" I put it out, shut the door, and, my head full of Mdlle. Roman, the cousin found me as ardent as I should have been with that delightful person. I confess, too, that the door-keeper's niece was well worthy of being loved on her own merits. I found her perfect, perhaps better than Mdlle. Roman, a novice, would have been. In spite of my ardour her passion was soon appeased, and she begged me to let her go, and I did so; but it was quite time. I wanted to begin over again, but she was afraid that our absence would be noticed by her two Argus-eyed cousins, so she kissed me and left the room. I went back to the ball-room, and we danced on till the king of door-keepers came to tell us supper was ready. A collation composed of the luxuries which the season and the country afforded covered the table; but what pleased the ladies most was the number and artistic arrangement of the wax lights. I sat down at a small table with a few of my guests, and I received the most pressing invitations to spend the autumn in their town. I am sure that if I had accepted I should have been treated like a prince, for the nobility of Grenoble bear the highest character for hospitality. I told them that if it had been possible I should have had the greatest pleasure in accepting their invitation, and in that case I should have been delighted to have made the acquaintance of the family of an illustrious gentleman, a friend of my father's. "What name is it?" they asked me, altogether. "Bouchenu de Valbonnais."