Come to the fair this year!" "They say it's fine, that Soulanges fair!" cried La Pechina, artlessly.
"I'll tell you what it is in two words," said Catherine.

"If you are handsome, you are well ogled.

What is the good of being as pretty as you are if you are not admired by the men?
Ha! when I heard one of them say for the first time, 'What a fine sprig of a girl!' all my blood was on fire.

It was at Socquard's, in the middle of a dance; my grandfather, Fourchon, who was playing the clarionet, heard it and laughed.

Tivoli seemed to me as grand and fine as heaven itself.