"These sirs are going to town for dinner . . ."

Some say that your Monsieur, Monsieur Polyte, wants, despite the respect he owes you, to eat his estate in [truffes] truffles ... You mean in [turf] the racetrack, old man Pigaud., p. 11

Ah! Money is rare!

"Wandering sheep return to the fold!"

Officier de chasseurs à cheval en grande tenue (ex-Garde)

Review Day

The Representative's Wife

Get it here for a sou! ... Just off the presses! ... All the details of a young person! ... from Gros-Caillou, who! ... hurled himself! ... in front of the astonished fifth regiment of astonished Hussars! ... in the waves of the Seine! ... in plain daylight! ... to save those! ... of the author! ... of! ... theirs!, p. 71

L'Anniversaire du Mariage (Wedding Anniversary)

"... And he had in his right hand seven stars: and out of his mouth went a sharp twoedged sword."

"What,... Can it be true! ...We'll soon have cheap beef and veal at the shops?"

"Well then, Mr. Caboulot, aren't you coming? ...it's time to go home..."

Are you the old guy who always comes for dinner? . . . Sir, Papa's not here.