2 2 A FRISKY MATRON
'Yes, I h9.ve learned to waltz, and I have
practised with much diligence in Meerut,' said
Yussuff. ' I think a good partner might succeed
in taking me round.'
' Ah, Aramis !' said a musical voice. ' Is it that
you have lorgotten me ? Must I wait patiently for
some more minutes until you shall have recovered
your eyesight ?'
' Why, Estelle,' cried Aramis with effusion, and
turning to the new arrival, ' can it be you ? can
the Faubourg spare you ? W^e feared you had
deserted your old resorts.'
' Not so foolish,' said Estelle. * I become weary
of their staid demeanour. They have no laughter,
no cancan, no whirl of fun, no diablerie, no free
drinks. I long for my old haunts, I evade, I escape,
I find myself in the scene of my old triumphs.
There is my old seat; here are my old friends; and
behold me : I am myself the old Estelle.'
' Permit me, Estelle,' said Aramis, ' to introduce
to you Monsieur Yussuff, a prince in his own
' Will mademoiselle confer on me the pleasure of
waltzing with me ?' said Yussuff.
Mademoiselle consented—in a way.
' One round,' said she, 'to show you the spectacle;
then you will permit me to take Aramis, who can
waltz better than anyone in Paris.'
She went off, smiling charmingly at Yussuff, and
making a grimace over his shoulder to Aramis,