"There it is," and he handed the man a five-franc piece.

"Now, answer me! Do you tell me that this woman was murdered in your cab and that you knew nothing about it ?" "But what should I know?
I take her up at the station, and all the way up the hill her head is every moment out of the window, crying, 'Faster, faster!' Oh, the good woman was in a hurry! But for me I take no notice.

The more she shouts, the less I hear; I bury my head between my shoulders, and I look ahead of me and I take no notice.

One cannot expect cab-horses to run up these hills; it is not reasonable." "So you went at a walk," said Hanaud.

He beckoned to Ricardo, and said to the manager: "M.