How come you here ?" "Ah, my friend, and how comes your arm in a sling?
Well, you shall have my story first.

I expect it will prove shorter.

I am staying at Pontorson with a friend who is quartered there." "But you went to Paris." Gustave leaned clown to me, and spoke in a low impressive tone: "Gilbert," said he, "I've had a blow.

The day after I got to Paris I heard from Lady Cynthia.

She's going to be married to a countryman of yours." Gustave looked very doleful.