He mouthed every aristocratic syllable, and the single word "Monseigneur" seemed to him like a mouthful of well-spiced soup.
Examples of this disposition are not rare in Germany, and are even occasionally found elsewhere.

If they could be transported to a country where all men are equal, homesickness for boot-licking would kill them.
The claims brought to bear in favor of Nicholas Meiser, were not of the kind which at once spring the balance, but of the kind which make it turn little by little.

Nephew of an illustrious man of science, powerfully rich, a man of sound judgment, a subscriber to the _New Gazette of the Cross_, full of hatred for the opposition, author of a toast against the influence of demagogues, once a member of the City Council, once an umpire in the Chamber of Commerce, once a corporal in the militia, and an open enemy of Poland and all nations but the strong ones.

His most brilliant action dated back ten years.

He had denounced, by an anonymous letter, a member of the French Parliament who had taken refuge in Dantzic.