“She will never have the courage.”
“Oh, M. de Bussy, is it possible you do not know women better than that!”
“Rémy, I feel very ill.”
“So I see. Go home, and I will prescribe for you.”
“What?”
“A slice of fowl and ham, and some lobster.”
“Oh, I am not hungry.”
“The more reason I should order you to eat.”
“Rémy, I fear that that wretch will make a great scene at Méridor. I ought to have gone with him when he asked me.”
“What for?”