XVI

Of Paris what am I to say? The whole proceeding was a delirium, a madness. I spent a little over three weeks there, and, during that time, saw my hundred thousand francs come to an end. I speak only of the one hundred thousand francs, for the other hundred thousand I gave to Mlle. Blanche in pure cash. That is to say, I handed her fifty thousand francs at Frankfurt, and, three days later (in Paris), advanced her another fifty thousand on note of hand. Nevertheless, a week had not elapsed ere she came to me for more money. “ Et les cent mille francs qui nous restent ,” she added, “ tu les mangeras avec moi, mon utchitel .” Yes, she always called me her “ utchitel .” A person more economical, grasping, and mean than Mlle. Blanche one could not imagine. But this was only as regards her own