And no one stirred.
"Ah!" sighed Rosemonde all at once, "to think that I hoped to drink a cup of tea at a friend's at five o'clock.

I shall die of thirst and starvation here." "We shall certainly be kept till seven," replied Massot.

"I can't offer to go and fetch you a roll, for I shouldn't be readmitted." Then Duthil, who had not ceased shrugging his shoulders while Salvat read his declaration, exclaimed: "What childish things he said, didn't he?
And to think that the fool is going to die for all that! Rich and poor, indeed! Why, there will always be rich and poor.

And it's equally certain that when a man is poor his one great desire is to become rich.

If that fellow is in the dock to-day it's simply because he failed to make money." While the others were thus conversing, Pierre for his part was feeling extremely anxious about his brother, who sat beside him in silence, pale and utterly upset.