The meal consisted of eight or ten courses, served as if at a private house, and of surpassing quality.
During the three months that we remained there was no evidence of a boarding house.

It appeared an aristocratic family into which we had been hospitably admitted.

The baron was a delightful person.

Madame la Duchesse was the mother of Madame la Princesse, and both were charming.
The Comtesse, the Napoleonic widow, was at first a little formal, but she came round after we had got acquainted, and, when we took our departure, it was like leaving a veritable domestic circle.
Years after we had the sequel.

The baron, a poor young nobleman, had come into a little money.