"Beer? never...only absinthe'll set a man up..."

What funny soldiers, they only seem interested in fighting is the sun...

He Defends the Orphan and the Widow, at Least When He Does Not Attack the Orphan and the Widow

Say so, Miroux . . .

A Maid

A Mistake at the Odéon

"Again My Creditors, Always . . ."

What the devil could he really have in this thicket? ...Maybe it's a tiger?...

The Horse of the Plasterer

Malbroug Goes off to War

A Suggested Improvement

My dear friend, you see, I wasn't born to be a marquis..."

Two can only be one, or one is no longer two