“Good! they are quite right!”
“Shall I bow, my dear?”
“I should say not! Why should you bow? Do you imagine yourself somebody of importance—a prefect—a general?”
“I am not, but I might be! Well, then, I will content myself with smiling at the people.”
“No, no, monsieur; don’t smile either, I beg you; it’s not necessary.”
“Look out for what you have on your knees; that’s the best thing you can do.”
“Ah! the landscape becomes positively enchanting. Are we approaching our property?”
“Yes, monsieur; look—on the right—you can see it from here.”
“What! that magnificent house, with a terrace and jars of flowers?”