"You shall see the sea, my friend ... and such a sea! Not a lake like the poor Mediterranean; but the ocean, which rolls round the world!"
"Do not tempt me, you wretched fellow!"
"The ocean, which you yourself admit it has been the desire of your life to see!"
"Vade retro, Satanas!"
"It is only a matter of a week."
"But do you not know, then, that if I absent myself for a week without leave I shall lose my curé?"
"I have foreseen that, and as monseigneur, the Bishop of Versailles, was with the king, I made him sign you a permit, telling him you were coming with me."
"You told him that?"
"Yes."