human
La petite Josephine Delatour,
gpt
The handsomest, would you call her? disputed a commercial traveller, who also knew the town.
human
Ah, _that_, no! she is too strange, too bizarre.
gpt
But her strangeness is her charm, _mon ami_! She has eyes of topaz, like those of a young panther. If she were not bizarre, would she--a little nobody at all--be strong enough to draw the smart young officers after her? There are girls in Bel-Abbés, daughters of rich merchants, who are jealous of the secretary at the Hotel Splendide. Before she came, it was only the officers of high rank who messed there. Now it is also the lieutenants. It is not the food, but Mademoiselle Josephine who attracts!
human
Once upon a time she thought me and my comrades good enough for a flirtation, said the commercial traveller.
gpt
But she looks higher in these days, especially since her namesake in the Spahis joined his regiment at Bel-Abbés. She told me they had found out that they were cousins.
human
The lieutenant doesn't go about boasting of the relationship, laughed the youth from Bel-Abbés.
gpt
He comes to my father's café, which is the best in the town, as you well know. If any one speaks to him of _la petite_, he laughs: and it is a laugh she would not like.