He had felt the necessity of producing a touching effect upon all the ladies that had danced the tango with him up to the week before.

Besides that, the millions of his grandfather, "the Galician," held rather tight by his father, the Creole, were slipping through his hands.
"This experience is lasting too long, Captain." In the beginning he had believed in a six months' war.

The shells didn't trouble him much; for him the terrible things were the vermin, the impossibility of changing his clothing, and being deprived of his daily bath.

If he could ever have supposed!...
And he summed up his enthusiasm with this affirmation: "I am fighting for France because it is a _chic_ country.

Only in Paris do the women know how to dress.