If he were here, we would knock off the thing between our fruit and cheese." Just at that moment the door opened suddenly.

"Is supper ready ?" asked a deep voice.
"Eh, here he is, the dear friend! "O surprise extreme! Grand Dieu! c'est lui-meme-- alive and in the flesh." "And hungry," said Gerfaut, as he dropped into a chair near the fire.
"Would you like to compose an opera in three acts, The Chaste Suzannah, music by Meyerbeer ?" "I should like some supper first.

Madame Gobillot, I beseech you, give me something to eat.

Thanks to your mountain air, I am almost starved." "But, Monsieur, we have been waiting two hours for you," retorted the landlady, as she made each stewpan dance in succession.
"That is a fact," said the artist; "let us go into the dining-room, then.
"Gia la mensa a preparata." "While supping, I will explain my plans to you.

I have just found a Daniel in the ashes--" "My dear Marillac, drop your Daniel and Suzannah," replied Gerfaut, as he sat down to the table; "I have something much more important to talk to you about.".