He could go and live over in the Latin Quarter--that 's the desire of his heart--and think of nothing but old bottles.

I know it is n't very good manners to beg for an invitation," Blanche went on, smiling with a gentler radiance; "but when it 's a question of one's health.

One wants to keep one's self alive--does n't one?
One wants to keep one's self going.

It would be so good for me, Mrs.Vivian; it would really be very good for me!" She had turned round more and more to her hostess as she talked; and at last she had given both her hands to Mrs.Vivian, and sat looking at her with a singular mixture of earnestness and jocosity.

It was hard to know whether Blanche were expressing a real desire or a momentary caprice, and whether this abrupt little petition were to be taken seriously, or treated merely as a dramatic pose in a series of more or less effective attitudes.