There are no Royalists pour rire or pour vivre to-night.

You have but time to change your clothes and dine.
Your luggage arrived yesterday.

You will forgive the stupidity of old servants who have forgotten their business.

Come, I will lead the way and show you your rooms." He took a candle and did the honours of the deserted dust-ridden house in the manner of the high calling which had been his twenty years ago when Charles X.was king.

For some there lingers a certain pathos in the sight of a belated survival, while the majority of men and women are ready to smile at it instead.