They were worthy of each other's esteem, and were presently on the most friendly terms.

Diderot persuaded the bookseller, Durand, to take the manuscript from the abbe, and this great metaphysician received for his first work, and almost as a favor, a hundred crowns, which perhaps he would not have obtained without my assistance.

As we lived in a quarter of the town very distant from each other, we all assembled once a week at the Palais Royal, and went to dine at the Hotel du Panier Fleuri.

These little weekly dinners must have been extremely pleasing to Diderot; for he who failed in almost all his appointments never missed one of these.

At our little meeting I formed the plan of a periodical paper, entitled 'le Persifleur'-- [The Jeerer] -- which Diderot and I were alternately to write.