"You ought not to complain.

Surely the regime is not to blame that you married a roue, who squandered your fortune, and then was killed in a duel about a rope-dancer, leaving you a clever little daughter and a half-million of debts! What else could you have done to have earned a living for yourself and child ?" "I might have sent the child to a foundling asylum, and sought employment for myself in the gobelin factory.

It would have been better had I done so!" "I doubt it, countess.

The path of virtue is only for those women who--have large feet! You are too fairy-like, and would have found the way too rough.

It is much better, believe me, to serve the state.