Next morning the Duchesse de Puysange received an immoderate armful of
roses, with a fair copy of some execrable verses. De Puysange spent the
afternoon, selecting bonbons and wholesome books,--"for his fiancée," he
gravely informed the shopman.
At the Opéra he never left her box; afterward, at the Comtesse de
Hauteville's, he created a furor by sitting out three dances in the
conservatory with his wife. Mademoiselle Tiercelin had already received his
regrets that he was spending that night at home.