You know those seven thousand francs are mine.

Yes, and as I've got 'em, I shall keep 'em! Hang it, the moment you become wasteful I get anxious not to be ruined.

To each man his own." And he pocketed the money in a lordly way while Nana gazed at him, dumfounded.

He continued speaking complaisantly: "You must understand I'm not such a fool as to keep aunts and likewise children who don't belong to me.

You were pleased to spend your own money--well, that's your affair! But my money--no, that's sacred! When in the future you cook a leg of mutton I'll pay for half of it.