"Hold, there, enough has been said.
I know this young man, and, I dare say, this young maiden.

We are very good friends.

Don't you remember me ?" looking sharply at me.
"Not exactly," said I, straining my memory.
"Oh, come, don't deny it.

Last time you had the best of it; this time I have.

Don't you remember the Fair of Beaucaire ?" "Yes, of course, sir," said Madeleine, readily, "and your beautiful needles and pins and pretty equipage." The needle-vender looked pleased, and said, "You have a better memory than the young fellow; however, I owe him a good turn.