have nothing.
--It is true, I have nothing, she said piteously. Well, I will kiss you and
will love you very much. One may kiss a Cure, may one not?
Marcel thought she was getting to business very quickly.
--Priests do not receive kisses from anybody, he replied.
--From nobody? not even from a sister?
--But you are not my sister.
--Well, I will be your comrade.
--No more do they have a comrade.
--Oh, well, if I were a man I should not like to be in your position; one
must get awfully tired of being all alone. What are you able to do all the
blessed day? For my part, in the first place I must have a lover.
--Ha, ha! and who is your lover?
--A rider at the Loyal Circus. A handsome boy too. A tall dark fellow like
you. He is a little too proud, but I like that in a man.
--And for how long has he been your lover?
--Ever since I have seen him. It is nearly two years ago at the fete at
Mirecourt. Our booth was beside the Circus.
--Two years! cried Marcel: but at what age did you begin?
--Begin what? to dance on the tight-rope?
--To have lovers.
--But I have only had one, and that is he.
--Well, how old were you when you had him?
--I have never had him.
--Look, dear child, you have told me that you are sixteen.
--Yes, sir.
--Then you began at fourteen.
--Began what?
--With your lover.
--We never began anything. I have told you that he was too proud. I wanted
to speak to him once, and he answered, "Go along."
--But he is not your lover.
--But he is, because I love him.
--And you have not had others.
--No, because I love him.
--Well, you are a good girl, and if what you have said is true, you are
worth your weight in gold.
--My weight in gold! cried Zulma laughing; then buy me, for it is true, and
I shall be rich.
--But how shall I know if what you say is true?
--Ah, that is embarrassing, she said thoughtfully. What can I do to prove
it?
--I believe you without proof. But I am not rich enough to pay you.
--It doesn't matter, to you I give myself for nothing.
Marcel was bewildered and hurriedly gave her the ten _francs_.
--How kind you are; I should like all the same to do something for you.
--You wish to please me? Well, remain good.
--Only that! And till when?
--Until I give you permission not to be so any longer.
--I will certainly.
She took a few steps towards the door, opened it, then turning back
suddenly, she advanced her bust,
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