Perhaps he is not 'sans reproche' in respect to the latter, not altogether; but one can't believe, and oughtn't, even infinitesimally, the things which are talked on the subject....
Ah, I am so vexed about George Sand.

She came, she has gone, and we haven't met! There was a M.Francois who pretended to be her very very particular friend, and who managed the business so particularly ill, from some motive or some incapacity, that he did not give us an opportunity of presenting our letter.

He did not '_dare_' to present it for us, he said.

She is shy--she distrusts bookmaking strangers, and she intended to be incognita while in Paris.

He proposed that we should leave it at the theatre, and Robert refused.