The things we do!

What
odd dresses you wore in the time of the Empire, Madame de Florac! How
could you ever have such high waists, and such wonderful fraises!
(MADAME DE FLORAC kisses ETHEL. Tableau.)
Enter SAINT JEAN, preceding a gentleman with a drawing-board under his
arm.
Saint Jean. Monsieur Claive! [Exit SAINT JEAN.
Clive. How do you do, Madame la Comtesse? Mademoiselle, j'ai l'honneur
de vous souhaiter le bon jour.
Madame de F. Do you come from the Louvre? Have you finished that
beautiful copy, mon ami?
Clive. I have brought it for you. It is not very good. There are always
so many petites demoiselles copying that Sasso Ferrato; and they chatter
about it so, and hop from one easel to another; and the young artists are
always coming to give them advice--so that there is no getting a good
look at the picture. But I have brought you the sketch; and am so pleased
that you asked for it.
Madame de F. (surveying the sketch). It is charming--charming! What
shall we give to our painter for his chef-d'oeuvre?
Clive (kisses her hand).


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