"You are perfectly right, madame, you speak very wisely. I think that you will like this neighborhood, although there are very few people to associate with."
"We did not come here for the society, monsieur."
"You have bought this house of Courtivaux's, it isn't large, but it's large enough if there are only you two."
"And one servant, monsieur; we are not afraid of being robbed, you see."
"Everyone must do as he or she pleases. You have taken into your service that tall Poucette girl, niece of Guillot the farmer; poor people—very destitute!"
"An additional reason, monsieur, why we should be happy because we are able to employ someone belonging to them."
"Yes, when they know how to serve; but I doubt very much whether that tall girl knows how to do anything; where can she have learned?"
"She will learn with us, monsieur, and I congratulate myself every day on having taken her into my service, for she is exceedingly zealous, willing and intelligent."
Monsieur Jarnouillard simply bowed, while he inspected once more everything within his range of vision. Then he resumed:
"Madame is a widow?"