"
"You have a good name, monsieur," said Nathan.
"Lucien, M. Raoul Nathan," continued Etienne.
"I read your book two days ago; and, upon my word, I cannot understand
how you, who have written such a book, and such poetry, can be so
humble to a journalist."
"Wait till your first book comes out," said Nathan, and a shrewd smile
flitted over his face.
"I say! I say! here are Ultras and Liberals actually shaking hands!"
cried Vernou, spying the trio.
"In the morning I hold the views of my paper," said Nathan, "in the
evening I think as I please; all journalists see double at night."
Felicien Vernou turned to Lousteau.
"Finot is looking for you, Etienne; he came with me, and--here he is!"
"Ah, by the by, there is not a place in the house, is there?" asked
Finot.
"You will always find a place in our hearts," said the actress, with
the sweetest smile imaginable.
"I say, my little Florville, are you cured already of your fancy? They
told me that a Russian prince had carried you off."
"Who carries off women in these days" said Florville (she who had
cried, "Stop, wretched man!"). "We stayed at Saint-Mande for ten days,
and my prince got off with paying the forfeit money to the management.
The manager will go down on his knees to pray for some more Russian
princes," Florville continued, laughing; "the forfeit money was so
much clear gain.
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