husband with an affectionate nod, as if to congratulate
her.

Intoxicated by his success, the young man continued, and unfortunately
the last verse contained the words about the bread of dishonor gained by
young girls who had been led astray from the paths of virtue. No one
took up the refrain about this bread, supposed to be eaten with tears,
except old Touchard and the two servants. Anna had grown deadly pale,
and cast down her eyes, while the bridegroom looked from one to the
other without understanding the reason for this sudden coldness, and the
cook hastily dropped the crust as if it were poisoned.

Mons. Sauvetanin said solemnly, in order to save the situation: "That
last couplet is not at all necessary;" and Daddy Taille, who had got red
up to the ears, looked round the table fiercely.

Then Anna, with her eyes swimming in tears, told the servants, in the
faltering voice of a woman trying to stifle her sobs, to bring the
champagne.

All the guests were suddenly seized with exuberant joy, and all their
faces became radiant again. And when old Touchard, who had seen, felt,
and understood nothing of what was going on, and, pointing to the guests
so as to emphasize his words, sang the last words of the refrain:

"Children, I warn you all to eat not of that bread," the whole company,
when they saw the champagne bottles, with their necks covered with gold
foil appear, burst out singing, as if electrified by the sight:

"Children, I warn you all to eat not of that bread."

WHAT WAS REALLY THE MATTER WITH ANDREW

The lawyer's house looked on to the Square. Behind it, there was a nice,
well-kept garden, with a back entrance into a narrow street which was
almost always deserted, and from which it was separated by a wall.

At the bottom of that garden Maitre[14] Moreau's wife had promised, for
the first time, to meet Captain Sommerive, who had been making love to
her for a long time.

Her husband had gone to Paris for a week, so she was quite free for the
time being. The Captain had begged so hard, and had used such loving
words, she was certain that he loved her so ardently, and she felt so
isolated, so misunderstood, so neglected amidst all the law business
which seemed to be her husband's sole pleasure, that she had given away
her heart without even asking herself whether it would give her anything
else at some future time.

Then, after some months of platonic love, of pressing of hands, of
kisses