He imagines that because I am a general I must like wind and snow.

He said that he liked bad weather, and that he was to go foxhunting with friends next week." There was a pause; the General continued: "I wish him much joy, but I don't envy him.

Foxhunting is not agreeable." "But it is useful," said Montessuy.
The General shrugged his shoulders.
"Foxes are dangerous for chicken-coops in the spring when the fowls have to feed their families." "Foxes are sly poachers, who do less harm to farmers than to hunters.

I know something of this." Therese was not listening to the Princess, who was talking to her.

She was thinking: "He did not tell me that he was going away!" "Of what are you thinking, dear ?" inquired the Princess.
"Of nothing interesting," Therese replied..