But seriously, gentlemen, when you are tired of sketching trees and tumbledown houses, I can give you some good boar hunting.

Are you a hunter, Monsieur de Gerfaut ?" "I like hunting very much," replied the lover, with rare effrontery.
The conversation continued thus upon the topics that occupy people who meet for the first time.

When the Baron spoke of the two friends installing themselves at the chateau, Octave darted a glance at Madame de Bergenheim, as if soliciting a tacit approbation of his conduct; but met with no response.

Clemence, with a gloomy, sombre air fulfilled the duties that politeness imposed upon her as mistress of the house.

Her conduct did not change during the rest of the evening, and Gerfaut no longer tried by a single glance to soften the severity she seemed determined to adopt toward him.