than any amount of testimonials to her good character could

Madame's quarters destruction raged more fiercely still. Dresses,

which cost ten thousand francs and had been twice worn, were sold by

Zoe; jewels vanished as though they had crumbled deep down in their

drawers; stupid purchases were made; every novelty of the day was

brought and left to lie forgotten in some corner the morning after

or swept up by ragpickers in the street. She could not see any very

expensive object without wanting to possess it, and so she

constantly surrounded herself with the wrecks of bouquets and costly

Great!（3）