He came to us from Angouleme to lead the pleasantest of lives here, and he has no more conscience, no more scruples, than the pretty finches of his native part, who are ever love-making.

Ah! for Duthil, Hunter's money was like manna due to him, and he never even paused to think that he was dirtying his fingers.

You may be quite sure he feels astonished that people should attach the slightest importance to the matter." Then Massot designated another deputy in the same group, a man of fifty or thereabouts, of slovenly aspect and lachrymose mien, lanky, too, like a maypole, and somewhat bent by the weight of his head, which was long and suggestive of a horse's.

His scanty, straight, yellowish hair, his drooping moustaches, in fact the whole of his distracted countenance, expressed everlasting distress.
"And Chaigneux, do you know him ?" continued Massot, referring to the deputy in question.

"No?
Well, look at him and ask yourself if it isn't quite as natural that he, too, should have taken money.