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Rh you will find a fresh flower on it. . . . Then Spy will also have a nice little niche, all new, with red topknots. . . And then we shall hardly go out at all. . . And we'll sleep as late as we wish. . . . And then. . . and then. . . . Oh, how wonderful it will be!. . ."

Then getting serious again, she said in a grave voice:

"Not to mention the fact that it will be a good deal cheaper. Just about half!"

We rented an apartment on the Rue de Balzac and we busily fixed it up. That was an important task. We were shopping the whole day, examining rugs, choosing hangings, discussing arrangements and estimating things. Juliette would have liked to buy everything she saw, but she professed a preference for elaborate furniture, for loud-colored draperies and heavy embroidery. The glitter of new gold, the dazzling effect of harsh colors attracted, fascinated her. Whenever I ventured to remark something to her, she would say at once:

"How do men come to know about these things? . . Women know better."

She was obdurate in her desire to buy a kind of Arabian chest, frightfully daubed up, set with mother-of-pearl, ivory imitation stones, and of immense size.

"You can see for yourself that it's too large, that it won't get into our house at all," I said to her.

"Do you really think so? Well how about sawing off the legs, dearie?"

And more than twenty times during the day she stopped in the middle of her conversation to ask me:

"Well, do you really think it is too large? . . . That beautiful chest I mean."

In the carriage, as soon as she got in, Juliette nestled close to me, offered me her lips, smothered me with caresses, happy, radiant.

"Oh! you naughty boy, who never said a word to