"Haven't I told you that you have improved?
Only go on as you are going on now, and I dare say I shall put you next to Mistress in my estimation, one of these days.

Let the cork go out with a pop; I like noises of all kinds.

Your good health! Is it manners to smack one's lips after lemonade ?--it is such good stuff, and there's _such_ pleasure in feeling it sting one's throat as it goes down.

You didn't give me such lemonade as this, when I was ill--Oh! that reminds me." "Reminds you of something that happened at Wurzburg ?" Madame Fontaine inquired.
"Yes.

Wait a bit.