Chapter 71
Our AuntYou ought to have known our aunt; she was charming! That
is to say, she was not charming at all as the word is usually
understood; but she was good and kind, amusing in her way, and was
just as any one ought to be whom people are to talk about and to
laugh at. She might have been put into a play, and wholly and
solely on account of the fact that she only lived for the theatre
and for what was done there. She was an honorable matron; but Agent
Fabs, whom she used to call "Flabs," declared that our aunt was
stage-struck.
"The theatre is my school," said she, "the source of my
knowledge. From thence I have resuscitated Biblical history. Now,
'Moses' and 'Joseph in Egypt'—there are operas for you! I get my
universal history from the theatre, my geography, and my
