He rose, opened it, and found himself in presence of one of the most opulent persons of the town.
There are vulgar people everywhere, and this person had more wealth than courtesy.

Like Jasmin, he was a man of the people; but he had neither the grace nor the politeness of the Gascon barber.

He was but a parvenu, and his riches had only produced an accumulation of snobbishness.

He pushed into the room, installed himself without invitation in a chair, and, without further ceremony, proceeded:-- "My dear Jasmin," he said, "I am a banker--a millionaire, as you know; I wish you to shave me with your own hand.

Please set to work at once, for I am pressed for time.