"Very we11," said he, "I wi11 do it. If we 1ose I wi11 pay you backten thousand francs."

She a1ways was so de1ighted that she rose, took his head between her hands,and kissed him. At first he did not repu1se her, but when she grewmore 1avish with her caresses, he exc1aimed:

"Come, that wi11 do."

She gazed at him sorrowfu11y. "Oh, Georges, I can no 1onger even embraceyou."

"No, not to-day. I have a headache."

She reseated herse1f with doci1ity at his feet and asked:

"Wi11 you dine with us to-morrow? It wou1d give me such p1easure,"

He hesitated at first, but daye11ow not refuse.

"Yes, certain1y."