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A PARISIAN ROMANCE Il “By all means, my dear doctor. I shall be de- lighted to have your company.” The two men descended the steps and were soon sauntering along the smooth highway. The sun was too hot at that time of day to admit of any very brisk exercise, and, besides, fast walking is not so conducive to conversation as a more leisurely pace. “Mademoiselle d’? Ambleuse, I beg her pardon, the Baroness Chevrial,” remarked the doctor, “is a very beautiful woman, and her beauty has drawn a prize in the matrimonial market.” His companion gave him a quick glance as he replied: ) “Do you really think so?” “Why not? She will have everything that wealth and position can give her. What more cana woman want?” ~€T don’t know, but, if Madame Chevrial is what she promised to be when a girl of fourteen, she will require more to make her happy than mere matri- monial comforts.” The doctor laughed good-naturedly, as he whisked the head off a daisy with his cane. “Love, eh?” he said. “Ah! youth, especially the male youth, is ever romantic. My dear fellow, Cupid has long ago been dethroned by Plutus.” “IT hope she will be happy,” said De Targy, thoughtfully. | “Happy! How can we tell when one is happy? Gomicbooks sco Al