I know what you are going to say--one becomes a brute in that profession.

Doubtless, but one knows exactly what one has to do, and that is a great deal in life.
I think that my uncle's life is very beautiful and very agreeable.
But now that everybody is in the army, there are neither officers nor soldiers.

It all looks like a railway station on Sunday.

My uncle knew personally all the officers and all the soldiers of his brigade.
Nowadays, how can you expect an officer to know his men ?" She had ceased to listen.

She was looking at a woman selling fried potatoes.