"I wanted to see you; your affairs are getting muddled!" "Oh, no; everything is going on all right," she replied, in an absent-minded way.
"So much the better.

You'll tell me all about it, won't you?
Ah! I must confess that I gave your husband and his colleagues a terrible fright the other night.

You should have seen how comical they looked on the terrace, while I was pointing out a band of insurgents in every cluster of trees in the valley! You forgive me ?" "I'm much obliged to you," said Felicite quickly.

"You should have made them die of fright.

My husband is a big sly-boots.