The pepper, the salt and the vinegar are there, and I actually see a small bottle of wine on one of the tables." "Poor man!" said Julie.

"It must have cost him much to go.

You don't know, Mr.John, how we French love our homes and houses." "Oh, yes, I do, and we in America, since there's no longer any Wild West in which we can seek romance and change, are settling down into the same habits." "Would Mademoiselle and Mr.Scott wish us to serve their dinner here ?" asked Antoine gravely, the duties of his position ever uppermost in his mind.
"Not now, Antoine," said Julie, "but we will later.

I'm glad to see, though, that you are making the best of it.

You show a spirit worthy of a Picard." Picard bowed and smiled with gratification.