"That's it: everybody does! Luckily, I know a man who makes champagne at one franc twenty-five the bottle."
"It must be perfectly awful stuff!"
"He assured me that it was delicious and foamed like beer."
"As for claret, somebody sent you a basket of twenty-five bottles, either in payment of a debt, or as a present; but I know that it's excellent."
"Yes; but I am keeping it for some time when I may be sick."
"You will give me two bottles of it, monsieur; you must."
"Two bottles! isn't one enough?"
"No; we shall be eleven at table."
"As many as that?"
"When you entertain strangers, you don't give them just a family dinner; that's too informal. I have invited all the Brid'oisons; we have dined there several times, and this was a good opportunity to return their courtesy; besides, you have business relations with Monsieur Brid'oison."