One Never Thinks of Everything.

tell you a thousand times to walk close to the houses? You are always in the middle of the street.

My nanny! (aside.) Where is he?

So that one pays attention to you, apparently.

My nanny, you are right. (aside.) Ah! I do not see him.

Every honest girl
Must lower her head,
Without raising her eyes;
A serious air,
A steady walk,
Always disposed
To regulate her steps
By her Governess:
One does not walk
Like an imprudent girl.
But, you, you... you turn around.
You raise your nose,
And you look,
And you simper.
If a dandy passes,
The ear is on the watch;
Your anxious look
Makes him look at you,
And you take care
If he shows concern:
And you walk like that.
Every honest girl, etc.

Ah! my nanny,
May your kindness forgive me: