He comes after him." "Monsieur le Marquis was taken ill last night, so I understand." "Ah! perhaps the prodigal scorned the fatted calf!" "Yon are very bitter." "I have been married four years; my freedom is become so large that I know not what to do with it.

Married four years, and every night upon retiring I have locked the door of my bedchamber.

And what is the widow's portion?
The menace of the block or imprisonment.

I was a lure to his political schemes, and I never knew it till too late.
Could I but find that paper! Writing is a dangerous and compromising habit.

I shall never use a pen again; not I.