Suppose I go to my uncle." Half an hour later he was at his Uncle Monetti's, who read upon his nephew's face what was the matter.

Hence he put himself on guard and forestalled any request by a series of complaints, such as: "Times are hard, bread is dear, debtors do not pay up, rents are terribly high, commerce decaying, &c., &c.," all the hypocritical litany of shopkeepers.
"Would you believe it," said the uncle, "that I have been forced to borrow money from my shopman to meet a bill ?" "You should have sent to me," said Rodolphe.

"I would have lent it you, I received two hundred francs three days ago." "Thanks, my lad," said the uncle, "but you have need of your fortune.
Ah! whilst you are here, you might, you who write such a good hand, copy out some bills for me that I want to send out." "My five francs are going to cost me dear," said Rodolphe to himself, setting about the task, which he condensed.
"My dear uncle," said he to Monetti, "I know how fond you are of music and I have brought you some concert tickets." "You are very kind, my boy.

Will you stay to dinner ?" "Thanks, uncle, but I am expected at dinner in the Faubourg Saint Germain, indeed, I am rather put out about it for I have not time to run home and get the money to buy gloves." "You have no gloves, shall I lend you mine ?" said his uncle.
"Thanks, we do not take the same size, only you would greatly oblige me by the loan of--" "Twenty nine sous to buy a pair?
Certainly, my boy, here you are.

When one goes into society one should be well dressed.