"Like the Alsaciennes? Why, that's simple enough, as she is an Alsacienne!"
"I was passing across the yard the day before yesterday, and she was leaning with her back against one of the windows of the ground floor."
"What! The yard?"
"No, donkey, no,—the servant! The panes of the lower part are so dirty that I could not see much of the Alsacienne; but those in the middle of the window were not so grubby, and I saw her cherry-coloured cap and a profusion of curling hair as black as jet, for she had her head dressed à la Titus."
"I'm sure the governor has not seen even as much as that through his spectacles; for he is one who, as they say, if he were left alone with one woman on the earth, then the world would end."
"That is not astonishing. 'He laughs best who laughs last!' And the more so, as 'Punctuality is the politeness of monarchs!'"
"Jupiter! How stupid Chalamel is when he likes!"
"Deuce take it! Tell me where you go, and I'll tell you who you are!"
"Beautiful!"
"As for me, I think it is superstition which makes our governor more and more hoggish."