as the kitchen knife—and as for fine clothes and a long pedigree, ha! ha!" Fifi pinched Toto, who seemed to laugh with her.
Cartouche remained silent a whole minute, and then said calmly:
"You seem to have fixed upon the man."
"Yes, Toto and I have agreed upon a suitable match for me. Haven't we, Toto?"
"Yap, yap, yap!" barked Toto.
"Have you consulted any one about this?" asked Cartouche in a low voice, after a moment.
"No one but Toto," replied Fifi, pinching Toto's ear.
Cartouche raised his arms in despair. He could only groan:
"Oh, Fifi! Oh, Fifi!"
"Don't 'Oh Fifi' me any more, Cartouche, after your behavior to me," cried Fifi indignantly, "and after I have taken your advice and given the money away, and Louis Bourcet has jilted me—as he did as soon as he found I had no fortune—"
"Didn't I tell you he would?"
"I didn't need anybody to tell me that. Louis Bourcet is one of the virtuous who make one sick
