He had his dagger out and all, and M.Santerre took it from him with his own hand, and wouldn't let him speak another word.
Oh! indeed, ladies, M.Santerre is not half so bad as he looks to be." "People say that the father of evil himself is painted blacker than he really is," said Marie.
"I don't know about that, Mademoiselle, and I didn't hear that this Santerre was painted black at all; and if he were so, I think Peter would have told me.

But then, ladies, the little Chevalier Mondyon came in in the middle.

It was he that sent Chapeau over here to bring the red scarfs to the rescue.

He is a little darling, is the Chevalier.

I suppose you know him, Mademoiselle ?" "Indeed I do, Annot, and love him dearly; he is an old sweetheart of mine." "He's too young to have a sweetheart yet, Mademoiselle; but you'll see some of the ladies will be quarrelling for him yet, when he's a year or two older.