And I, surrounded by wealth and luxury, said to myself: 'How comfortable those two old people will be there.
They will live as snug as a bug in a rug!' Well, what I thought so comfortable for others, will be good enough for me.

I will raise vegetables, and Marie-Anne shall sell them." Was he speaking seriously?
Maurice must have supposed so, for he sprang forward.
"This shall not be, Monsieur Lacheneur!" he exclaimed.
"Oh----" "No, this shall not be, for I love Marie-Anne, and I ask you to give her to me for my wife.".