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 Louis Bourcet, thus openly tickled under the fifth rib, smiled rather anxiously, and replied:

"But one should be prudent, Mademoiselle. An extravagant wife would give me a great deal of pain."

"Ah, a woman happy enough to be married to you could not give you a moment's pain," cried Fifi tenderly.

Louis started and blushed deeply,—this open lovemaking was a new thing, and very embarrassing,—but it is difficult to tell the lady in the case that she is too demonstrative.

Fifi, with a truly impish intelligence, saw at a glance the misery she could inflict upon poor Louis by her demonstrations of affection, and the discovery filled her with unholy joy, particularly as Madame Bourcet, sitting in the snuff-colored drawing-room, was within hearing through the open door.

"Only wait," cried Fifi, as she skipped into her own room; "only wait until you see me in these things I bought to-day, and you will be as much in love with me as I am with you!"

Louis, blushing redder than any beet that ever grew, entered the snuff-colored drawing-room and