This, it must be confessed, was a slightly malicious stroke; the reader must judge in what degree the offense was venial.
Newman knew that the marquise disliked his telegrams, though he could see no sufficient reason for it.

Madame de Cintre, on the other hand, liked them, and, most of them being of a humorous cast, laughed at them immoderately, and inquired into the character of their authors.

Newman, now that his prize was gained, felt a peculiar desire that his triumph should be manifest.

He more than suspected that the Bellegardes were keeping quiet about it, and allowing it, in their select circle, but a limited resonance; and it pleased him to think that if he were to take the trouble he might, as he phrased it, break all the windows.

No man likes being repudiated, and yet Newman, if he was not flattered, was not exactly offended.