Bon Dieu! Should I be paid for a kindness?
Poor boy! he does not know what he does.

He will 'ave a head--ah! terrible--in the morning.

And see, he has fought for la patrie." She pointed to a gold wound-stripe on his arm.

"Bon soir, monsieur." She stepped back and spoke quickly to the driver, who was watching sardonically.

He nodded.