Bouqui's Revenge 113 Half asleep, Madame de Teauteau asked, -What is it, chrri? aMmm...nothing, chdrie,, he replied in a growling fashion, and he continued to make queer noises like those of a dog. Bouqui came under the window where M'sieur de Teau- teau and his bride were and continued to sing; and in spite of himself, Teauteau kept on responding to his master's song. Madame de Teauteau passed her hand over Teauteau's arms and felt the strange hair. She ran her hand over other parts of Teauteau's body and there was the same hair every- where, and on the head the cold nose! And Teauteau began to lick her face. Horror-stricken she jumped out of bed and ran to her mother, who was in another part of the house.