His slightest complaint becomes serious illness.

And the life he leads does not conduce to good health." She paused and sighed, hesitating to carry her confession further.
"He leads the life he can," slowly responded the Marquis de Morigny, of whose delicate profile, and lofty yet loving bearing, little could be seen in the gloom.

"As he was unable to endure military life, and as even the fatigues of diplomacy frighten you, what would you have him do?
He can only live apart pending the final collapse, while this abominable Republic is dragging France to the grave." "No doubt, my friend.

And yet it is just that idle life which frightens me.

He is losing in it all that was good and healthy in him.