After clearing his throat, for it felt thick and his tongue was heavy, he stammered out: "Thank you, captain, thank you--for myself and my son.

I shall never forget your behaviour on this occasion.

Here's good luck to you!" His eyes and nose were full of tears, and he sat down, finding nothing more to say.
Jean, who was laughing, spoke in his turn: "It is I," said he, "who ought to thank my friends here, my excellent friends," and he glanced at Mme.

Rosemilly, "who have given me such a touching evidence of their affection.

But it is not by words that I can prove my gratitude.