Was it not a pity to lose so advantageous an offer?
"Three thousand francs," repeated Angelique, with her gentle voice; "did you say three thousand francs, Monsieur ?" And she, to whom money was nothing, since she had never known its value, kept back a smile, a mocking smile, which scarcely drew the corners of her mouth, rejoicing that she need not seem to yield to the pleasure of seeing him, and glad to give him a false opinion of herself.
"Oh, Monsieur, if you can give three thousand francs for it, then I accept.

I would not do it for everyone, but from the moment that one is willing to pay so well, why, that is different.

If it is necessary, I can work on it at night, as well as during the day." Hubert and Hubertine then objected, wishing to refuse in their turn, for fear the fatigue might be too great for her.
"No," she replied.

"It is never wise to send away money that is brought to you.

You can depend upon me, Monsieur.