"Look at me, sir," replied the tutor; "my face is as yellow as a lemon.

I am making men of your children, but each day I am becoming a child with them.

I am a thousand times too rich and too comfortable in your house; leave it I must.

What I want is not to live better, but to avoid dying." Again he plunged from comfort into the life of the garret.

If he met any old friend from Langres, he borrowed, and the honest father repaid the loan.