Chapter 42

"Certainly it is. Don't you like it? Everybody does. Why go to Paris if not to be improved? And when you rudely suggest that I'm five pounds too heavy I want you to know that if it weren't for the cleverest _masseuse_ in Paris I'd be a good twenty pounds overweight. She's taught me how to keep it down, too. So you needn't be worried. When you get ready to marry me I'll be the perfect weight--just a delicious morsel." "You're that now." "Thank you. Yourself--you're a trifle thin yet, but looking much as you always h…