If I had any idea of enjoying myself, _mon Dieu!_, I would certainly rather be with you than anyone else.

You're a good boy and gentle.

Only, where's the use, as I've no inclination to wed?
I've been for the last fortnight, now, at Madame Fauconnier's.
The children go to school.

I've work, I'm contented.

So the best is to remain as we are, isn't it ?" And she stooped down to take her basket.
"You're making me talk; they must be expecting me at the shop.