"In your foreign missions don't you begin by coaxing the savages ?" "He would soon sell them," answered the abbe, in a low tone; "besides, my salary does not enable me to begin on that line." "Monsieur le cure is right," said the general, looking at Mouche.
The policy of the little scamp was to appear not to hear what they were saying when it was against himself.
"The boy is intelligent enough to know good from evil," continued the count, "and he is old enough to work; yet he thinks of nothing but how to commit evil without being found out.

All the keepers know him.

He is very well aware that the master of an estate may witness a trespass on his property and yet have no right to arrest the trespasser.

I have known him keep his cows boldly in my meadows, though he knew I saw him; but now, ever since I have been mayor, he runs away fast enough." "Oh, that is very wrong," said the countess; "you should not take other people's things, my little man." "Madame, we must eat.

My grandpa gives me more slaps than food, and they don't fill my stomach, slaps don't.