stairs next, to pay me a visit,' I went on; to which the old lady replied:
'Oh no; I can keep an eye on you from here!'
'You are very tired; you will certainly be ill tonight!' cried Miss Tita.
'Nonsense, my dear; I feel better at this moment than I have done for a month. To-morrow I shall come out again. I want to be where I can see this clever gentleman.'
'Shouldn't you perhaps see me better in your sitting-room?' I inquired.
'Don't you mean shouldn't you have a better chance at me?' she returned, fixing me a moment with her green shade.
'Ah, I haven't that anywhere! I look at you but I don't see you.'
'You excite her dreadfully—and that is not good,' said Miss Tita, giving me a reproachful, appealing look.
'I want to watch you—I want to watch you!' the old lady went on.
'Well then, let us spend as much of our time together as possible—I don't care where—and that will give you every facility.'
'Oh, I've seen you enough for to-day. I'm satisfied. Now I'll go home.' Miss Tita laid her hands on the back of her aunt's chair and began to push, but I begged her to let me take her place. 'Oh yes, you may move me this way—you sha'n't in any other!' Miss Bordereau exclaimed, as she felt herself propelled firmly and easily over the smooth, hard floor. Before we reached the door of her own apartment she commanded me to stop, and she took a long, last look up and down the noble sala. 'Oh,
