He never could digest the potatoes he had eaten.
"I saw that vile creature Felicite buying a chicken in the market this morning," he would say.

"Those robbers of inheritances must eat chicken, forsooth!" "Aunt Dide," interposed Silvere, "says that uncle Pierre was very kind to you when you left the army.

Didn't he spend a large sum of money in lodging and clothing you ?" "A large sum of money!" roared Macquart in exasperation; "your grandmother is mad.

It was those thieves who spread those reports themselves, so as to close my mouth.

I never had anything." Fine again foolishly interfered, reminding him that he had received two hundred francs, besides a suit of clothes and a year's rent.