"I was on my way there when I met him. He told me all about his cousin, and we had quite a long talk; he seems a very pleasant fellow."
"That"s funny, for he hardly spoke a word to me."
"He looks as if he was very bashful. However, I asked him to come to dinner to-morrow, and he seemed much flattered by the invitation."
"What"s the sense of having him to dinner?"
"My dear love, we must have a little company, deuce take it! we can"t live like bears!"
"You never ask _my_ friends!"
"If there were any pretty women among them, I"d invite them fast enough, never fear! but they vie with one another in ugliness."
"That does not prevent their being agreeable!"
"For my part, I find them mortally tiresome."
Young Calle, who was deeply touched by Dubotte"s invitation, did not fail to appear promptly, after taking the most minute pains with his costume; for his bashfulness did not prevent his being a good deal of a dandy. eleonore greeted her quondam cavalier graciously enough, although he could not succeed in uttering the compliment he tried to address to her; the little woman felt more at ease with a bashful young man, and she liked him much better than Monsieur Bruneau, the frequenter of cafes.
The latter was a man of forty years, neither handsome nor ugly, but always carelessly dressed. There was always a certain disorder in his costume, although his clothes themselves were as fine as other men"s.
But, generally speaking, it is the way clothes are worn that makes all the difference, and we see men very well dressed who never look so, while others, even in the simplest costume, seem to be dressed with the greatest elegance. Monsieur Bruneau never wore gloves, he had a sort of dirty aspect, and smelt of tobacco a mile away. He pa.s.sed all the time he was not employed at the department in playing dominoes and drinking beer or absinthe. To his mind, women were of less importance than the double-blank. But Dubotte was much attached to Bruneau, because when he desired to keep an appointment with one of the fair s.e.x he had only to make a sign to his friend, who never failed to say:
"Just come to the cafe for a few moments; those domino fiends are waiting for us; we"ll play the best two games in three, then you can come back to your wife."
Dubotte would a.s.sent, promise eleonore to return very soon, and pa.s.s the whole evening away from her. It was small wonder, therefore, that such friends were not at all welcome to madame, and that she preferred to them a young man who was so bashful that he stumbled over a compliment.
Dubotte received Calle as if he had known him for years; he shook hands with him effusively; a little more, and he would have embraced him.
Dinner was served, and, in the midst of the conversation, Dubotte exclaimed:
"Pardieu! I know now why Dodichet played that joke on poor Mirotaine; it has just come back to me. One of our mutual friends, a poor fellow named Lucien, is in love with Mademoiselle Mirotaine.--Did you know that, Monsieur Calle?"
"Yes, monsieur; I have heard Madame Mirotaine say so; but as the young man has nothing, they refuse to give him Mademoiselle Juliette."
"Exactly; Lucien told us about it not long ago; he was afraid that some rich man would marry the girl, who has no dowry, but who is very pretty.--Don"t you think she"s pretty, Nonore?"
"Oh, yes! to those who like brunettes."
"And I remember that Dodichet said to Lucien: "Don"t you want me to help along your love affair by playing some good practical joke on your old skinflint of a Mirotaine?"--He called him an old skinflint, because he"s very close-fisted, very miserly; you must have noticed that?"
"I have never paid any attention to that, monsieur."
"Well, he didn"t miss fire."
"Oh! but that was a very scurvy trick for him to play--to get himself and his friend invited to dinner!"
"And by Mirotaine! For my part, I think it was very clever! Dodichet is really much cleverer than I supposed."
"What does he do?"
"Mon Dieu! nothing at all. He has run through all his property, making sport of everybody all the while! But what will it bring him to?
Starvation!--for, in this world, we all have to do something in order to succeed--to make a good position for ourselves;--eh, Bruneau?"
"How"s that? what?"
"Pshaw! he never attends to the conversation!"
"Give me something to drink; I like that better."
"I was saying that everyone has his goal here on earth; I know what mine is, and I shall get there!--You must have a goal, too, Monsieur Calle--you, too, want to arrive, eh?"
"Arrive where, monsieur?"
"I have no idea. What is your business?"
"I haven"t any, monsieur; I don"t do anything. I have ten thousand francs a year."
"That makes a difference--you have arrived!"
"I," said Monsieur Bruneau, "am one of the strongest domino players in Paris; and that was the point I wanted to arrive at.--Do you play dominoes, monsieur?"
"No, monsieur; I don"t know how to play anything but bezique."
"Ah! do you play bezique?" cried Dubotte. "That"s my wife"s favorite game; she adores bezique.--Isn"t that so, Nonore? aren"t you very fond of the game?"
"Yes, my dear, I like to play with you."
"True; but you"d enjoy it much more to play with somebody else; for when you and I play, whether the stakes are two sous or ten, we never pay; how exciting that is! With anybody else, you stake your money in earnest, and defend it, which is always much more interesting."
After dinner, Dubotte immediately prepared a card table and said to Calle:
"You and my wife must play a game of bezique; she plays very well."
"With pleasure, monsieur; I will do whatever you wish."
"It would be much better for you to play with monsieur, my dear; you play much better than I."
"Not by any means! I tell you that you know the game perfectly."
"But what will you do while we play?"
"I will look over you, or talk with Bruneau; don"t worry about me."
The little woman concluded to take the cards, solely to obey her husband, for she had a shrewd suspicion that he would not stay long to watch the game. Young Calle, who was ready to do whatever was wanted, seated himself opposite eleonore, and said:
"How much does madame wish to play for?"
"I don"t care at all."