"She's right; she's showing you how to enjoy life.

Why don't you have fine carriages and horses, papa Minoret?
I wouldn't let myself be humiliated if I were you--I'd buy a carriage fit for a prince." "Come, Cabirolle, tell us," said Massin, "is it the girl who drives our uncle into such luxury ?" "I don't know," said Cabirolle; "but she is almost mistress of the house.

There are masters upon masters down from Paris.

They say now she is going to study painting." "Then I shall seize the occasion to have my portrait drawn," said Madame Cremiere.
In the provinces they always say a picture is drawn, not painted.
"The old German is not dismissed, is he ?" said Madame Massin.
"He was there yesterday," replied Cabirolle.
"Now," said Goupil, "you may as well give up counting on your inheritance.

Ursula is seventeen years old, and she is prettier than ever.