What I want to say is: you were not so inquisitive when you were a young gentleman in short jackets.

Please behave as you used to behave then, and don't say anything more about our lodger.

I hate him because I hate him.

There!" Ignorant as I was of the natures of women, I understood her at last.
Cristel's opinion of the lodger was evidently the exact opposite of the lodger's opinion of Cristel.

When I add that this discovery did decidedly operate as a relief to my mind, the impression produced on me by the miller's daughter is stated without exaggeration and without reserve.
"Good-night," she repeated, "for the last time." I held out my hand.