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 1 VII|            Mecaenas of Mademoiselle~Florentine, the first danseuse at the
 2 VII|             me more children. Well,~Florentine doesn't cost me what a wife
 3 IX |     successful merchant encountered Florentine as she was leaving Coulon'
 4 IX |           that choregraphic flower~(Florentine was then about thirteen
 5 IX |          had the pleasure of seeing Florentine dance her first "pas" in~
 6 IX |              The Ruins of Babylon." Florentine~was then about sixteen.
 7 IX |           age.~ ~From 1820 to 1823, Florentine had the experience of every
 8 IX |         could he have found another~Florentine who knew all his habits
 9 IX |             the time he was seventy Florentine would be of age,~probably
10 IX |        francs~in fitting up for his Florentine the former apartment of
11 IX |  Mademoiselle Cabirolle, now called~Florentine. The magnificence which
12 IX |             was fond of his tyrant. Florentine was~to close his eyes; he
13 IX |            a handsome~face, courted Florentine. Every danseuse makes a
14 IX |           procure an engagement for Florentine at the~Opera, and du Bruel,
15 IX |     amphitryon introduced them into~Florentine's salon. There sparkled
16 IX |        taken by the hand and led by Florentine to a~vingt-et-un table.~ ~"
17 IX |         Anglade."~ ~"My dear," said Florentine, "allow me to present to
18 IX |          actress to the danseuse.~ ~Florentine brought the money, which
19 IX | handkerchief to his eyes, and wept. Florentine noticed the attitude of~
20 IX |            the thousand francs from Florentine and returned to bet on~his
21 IX |          some fun."~ ~"What!" cried Florentine, "and my old fellow never
22 IX |          and his orgies!" exclaimed Florentine. "He and~Camusot are worse
23 IX |         Fanny Beaupre,~laughing, to Florentine.~ ~"Oh! poor boy! he is
24 IX |             him off with you!" said~Florentine, returning to the salon
25 IX |         time it was broad daylight, Florentine, tired~out, went to bed,
26 X  |         night.~ ~"Really, my little Florentine," said the old gentleman, "
27 X  |                 Old monster!" cried Florentine, "haven't you a key that
28 X  |            compelled to appear; for Florentine took him by the arm,~still
29 X  |            he's your nephew?" cried Florentine, with another burst of~laughter. "
30 X  |               Pere Cardot looked at Florentine and hesitated.~ ~"Come,
31 X  |     provoked with myself for taking Florentine of the Gaiete for a~marquise
32 XI |        mouth. The former admirer of Florentine~twirled a cane with a chased
33 XI |         discretion; his disaster at Florentine's card-party strengthened~