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 know what is going on inside of my head? Only I know perfectly well. And to think that Cartouche should have suggested such a good way for me to get rid of the hateful money! What an advertisement it will be! Mademoiselle Chiaramonti, granddaughter of the Pope's cousin, winner of the first prize in the grand lottery, and giving ninety thousand francs to the soldiers' orphans! Mademoiselle Mars, at the Théâtre Française, never had half such an advertisement. She has only her art to advertise her! I shall be worth fifty francs the week to any manager in Paris. No doubt the high-priced theaters will try to get me, and all the people who think they know, like the Emperor and the Holy Father, would say I should go to a theater on the other side of the river. But I do not understand the style of acting at the high-priced theaters. I should be hissed. No. The cheap theaters for me, and the kings and queens and Roman consuls and things like that. Oh, Fifi, what a clever, clever creature you are!"

The happier Fifi was the more she loved to torment Louis Bourcet, and she was so very demonstrative that night, and made so many allusions to the bliss she expected to enjoy with him, that both