The notary's nose;

162 THE NOTARY'S NOSE.
without accident of any kind. Romagn6
was paid every week and watched every
day. He lived honestly and peacefully,
without any other passion than playing
skittles. And Mlle. Irma Steimbourg's
fine eyes reposed with visible complaisance
on the pink and white nose of the happy
millionnaire.
These two young people were partners
in every german that winter; and so
society married them. One evening, coming out of the Tzdetre IZalien, old Marquis de Villemaurin stopped l'Ambert on
the threshold.
"Well," said he, " when is the wedding
to be? "
"But, A. le Marquis, I've not heard
anything about one yet."
"Are you going to wait, then, until
some one asks you in marriage? It's
the man's part to speak. Morbleu! Little Duke de Lignant, a perfect gentle