They had horses and carriages, and led a luxurious, gay life.

The thing that especially disturbed honest Sigismond was the self restraint of Fromont jeune.

For some time he had drawn almost no money from the strong-box, and yet Sidonie was spending more than ever.
"I haf no gonfidence!" said the unhappy cashier, shaking his head, "I haf no gonfidence!" Lowering his voice he added: "But your brother, my little Frantz, your brother?
Who can explain his actions?
He goes about through it all with his eyes in the air, his hands in his pockets, his mind on his famous invention, which unfortunately doesn't move fast.

Look here! do you want me to give you my opinion ?--He's either a knave or a fool." They were walking up and down the little garden as they talked, stopping for a moment, then resuming their walk.

Frantz felt as if he were living in a horrible dream.