He had spread his papers on the table, and pretended to be reading them, with animated gestures and movements of the head and lips.
It was a magnificent opportunity, unique in its way.

He already fancied himself acting--for that was the main point--acting, in a theatre of his own, roles written expressly for him, to suit his talents, in which he would produce all the effect of-- Suddenly the door opened, and M.Chebe made his appearance amid the pipe-smoke.

He was as surprised and annoyed to find Delobelle there as Delobelle himself was by his coming.

He had written to his son-in-law that morning that he wished to speak with him on a matter of very serious importance, and that he would meet him at the brewery.

It was an affair of honor, entirely between themselves, from man to man.