"It is very simple, however.

When the lawful master, on his return, sleeps beneath the bed-coverings of the usurper, it is delightful, the first night, not so pleasant on the second.

Everything here reminds me too forcibly of Monsieur Lacheneur.
It seems to me that I am in his house; and the thought is unendurable.
So I have had them collect everything belonging to him and to his daughter--everything, in fact, which did not belong to the chateau in former years.

The servants will put it all into a cart and carry it to him." The young marquis gave fervent thanks to Heaven that he had arrived before it was too late.

Had his father's project been executed, he would have been obliged to bid farewell to all his hopes.
"You surely will not do this, Monsieur le Duc ?" said he, earnestly.
"And why, pray?
Who will prevent me from doing it ?" "No one, most assuredly.