As for Paul, he is prospering along the most dreadful of paths. It would take too long to tell it all — and even if I went on as long as I pleased I could never say enough about his misdeeds. I expect some scandal; one fine morning the sum he owes will come to light, for one does not frequent actresses and loose women, nor surround oneself with scoundrels — a species of [pickpockets], for forty francs a month. My God, the shame of it with that boy!