"I am sure now." "No doubt," said the servant, unconsciously holding the feather duster as a soldier holds his rifle; "madame has heard about our great discoveries in artillery?
They are revo--revolutionizing--oof! What a mouthful--the military world!" "Yes; I read the newspaper accounts during my convalescence," replied Madame Clemenceau.
"Then you fell in love with your husband because of his cannon," said Hedwig, laughing.

"I do not see what connection there is between them, and, in fact," reflecting a little and suddenly laughing more loudly, "I hear that cannons produce breaches rather than re-union.

Well, after all, if cannons do not further love, its a friend to glory and riches! The Emperor, some of our visitors said, is very fond of artillery, and he will give master immense contracts from the report of the examining committee being so favorable." "Really, Hedwig, you are becoming quite learned from the association with scientists.

What long words you use! "That's nothing," said the servant, complacently.
"There is no word difficult in French to a German.

but I can tell you that, as we cannot live on air, and these promises do not bear present fruit, master has been forced to sell this house." "Eh! why is that?
I like the place well enough." "You were not here to be consulted, madame, and, we wanted the money.
Master does not wish to be obliged to M.Daniels and, besides, he, too, does not get in the cash for his company any too rapidly.