dilectionsoftheEnglishmiddle-classtodealwith。AttheendofthegallerywasaMeissonierofwhichhewasratherashamed——
Meissonierwassosteadilygoingdown。MadameLamottestoppedbeforeit。”Meissonier！Ah！Whatajewel！”Soamestookadvantageofthatmoment。VerygentlytouchingAnnette’sarm，hesaid：”Howdoyoulikemyplace，Annette?”
Shedidnotshrink，didnotrespond；shelookedathimfull，lookeddown，andmurmured：”Whowouldnotlikeit?Itissobeautiful！””Perhapssomeday”Soamessaid，andstopped。
Soprettyshewas，soself-possessed——shefrightenedhim。Thosecornflower-blueeyes，theturnofthatcreamyneck，herdelicatecurves——shewasastandingtemptationtoindiscretion！No！No！
Onemustbesureofone’sground——muchsurer！’IfIholdoff，’hethought，’itwilltantaliseher。’AndhecrossedovertoMadameLamotte，whowasstillinfrontoftheMeissonier。”Yes，that’squiteagoodexampleofhislaterwork。Youmustcomeagain，Madame，andseethemlightedup。Youmustbothcomeandspendanight。”