spirit. "This comes of taking your advice. I had meant to spend the money on any foolish thing I could find to buy that was worth nothing, and never could be worth anything; and when your letter came, I thought, 'here is a sensible way to spend it'—for I was obliged to get rid of it. I never had a happy moment since I had the money—and I must say, Cartouche, I think you behaved very badly to me, in never making me the slightest apology for giving me the ticket that drew the money, even after you saw it made me miserable."
Here Fifi assumed an offended air, to which Cartouche, walking about distractedly, paid no attention whatever, only crying out at intervals:
"Oh, Fifi, what makes you behave so! What will you do now?"
Fifi drew off, now genuinely contemptuous and indignant.
"Do?" she asked in a tone of icy contempt. "Do you think that an actress who has given away her whole fortune of ninety thousand francs and whose grandfather was cousin to the Pope will want an engagement?"
"But the newspapers don't know who gave the money," said Cartouche, weakly. "All of them
