| Page |
| She had asked him to button her glove | Frontispiece |
| It was the bird who made the first dash
for liberty | 5 |
| Monsieur Bouchard’s back and legs looked
about seventy-five | 7 |
| With an affectation of ease and debonairness,
and told about the apartment near
the Champs Élysées | 11 |
| He stood on one leg, and softly whispered,
“Houp-là!” | 20 |
| Pierre, however, pretty soon solved the situation
by putting his finger to the side
of his nose | 28 |
| “I like the lively tunes they play at the
music halls across the street” | 30 |
| “And the girls are permitted to come out in
their stage costumes to have an ice or
a glass of wine” | 45 |
| De Meneval pulled from his pocket a glittering
string of diamonds | 53 |
| “Ta, ta!” called out the graceless dog of
a captain | 59 |
| She looked like one of those brilliant white
butterflies whose lives are spent dancing
in the sun | 62 |
| “Does Captain de Meneval know of these
bills?” he asked significantly | 72 |
| They went out like two sulky and disappointed
children | 91 |
| Monsieur Bouchard tried to reassure her—her
timidity was constitutional | 98 |
| Monsieur Bouchard sank or rather fell
into a chair | 100 |
| As Léontine and her husband sat opposite
each other—each felt like a
criminal | 111 |
| Still, they really loved each other, and
kissed affectionately | 121 |
| And there on the arbor hung a cage with
a parrot in it | 131 |
| A flock of girls, each escorted by a young
man, generally an officer | 133 |
| Monsieur Bouchard entered with an air
of affected jauntiness | 135 |
| At that very moment Léontine and de
Meneval were watching him | 138 |
| Papa Bouchard stuck pretty close to the
champagne | 146 |
| Madame Vernet had not the slightest objection
to be left in charge of this good-looking
young officer | 158 |
| He took a seat close to where Madame
Vernet was standing | 163 |
| The police officers seized him and dragged
him out | 171 |
| “Go to the devil!” | 179 |
| All three of them bolted for the exit to the
garden | 185 |
| Élise had that evening found her opportunity
to go round to the Rue Bassano | 198 |
| And drove rapidly home | 200 |
| In the middle of the room was spread a
table, with preparation for an elaborate
supper | 203 |
| To tiptoe and actually chuck old P. M. P.
under the chin | 208 |
| Léontine would motion as if to chuck him
under the chin | 214 |
| Dragging in an elderly gentleman by main
force and his coat tails | 218 |
| Papa Bouchard, much alarmed, ran from
one to the other | 220 |
| “O-o-o-oh!” shrieked the three impish
girls in chorus, “what an outrageous
proposition!” | 224 |
| His ruddy complexion turned a sickly
green | 226 |
| She sang | 230 |
| She even danced | 231 |
| “I am your own true, devoted Léontine” | 234 |
| The door was burst open and in rushed
Pierre, pale and breathless | 242 |
| With much discretion, ranged themselves
primly on a sofa | 244 |
| “Paul, stop those shocking demonstrations” | 246 |
| She clutched a flower pot and a gold-headed
stick | 247 |
| Major Fallière ceremoniously offered her
his arm | 251 |
| Folding his arms and turning up the
whites of his eyes | 255 |
| Forcing the cage door open with almost
human intelligence, flew out | 257 |
| “Free! Free! gay dogs are we!” | 260 |
