If I ask for one, I must acknowledge my connection with the police.

I had better take one, no matter which, just to verify the handwriting." Old Tabaret had just thrust one of the letters into the depths of his capacious pocket, when the advocate returned.
He was one of those men of strongly formed character, who never lose their self-control.

He was very cunning and had long accustomed himself to dissimulation, that indispensable armour of the ambitious.
As he entered the room nothing in his manner betrayed what had taken place between Madame Gerdy and himself.

He was absolutely as calm as, when seated in his arm-chair, he listened to the interminable stories of his clients.
"Well," asked old Tabaret, "how is she now ?" "Worse," answered Noel.

"She is now delirious, and no longer knows what she says.