_My_ life?
Bah! I've let it out for hire to be kicked about by rascals from one dirty place to another, like a football! It's my whim to give it a last kick myself, and throw it away decently before it lodges on the dunghill forever.

Your sister kept a good cup of coffee hot for me, and I give her a bad life in return for the compliment.

You want to thank me for it?
What folly! Thank me when I have done something useful.

Don't thank me for that!" He snapped his fingers contemptuously as he spoke, and walked away to the outer door to receive the jailer, who returned at that moment.
"Well," inquired the hunchback, "has anybody asked for me ?" "No," answered Lomaque; "not a soul has entered the room.

What sort of wine did you get ?" "So-so! Good at a pinch, friend--good at a pinch." "Ah! you should go to my shop and try a certain cask, filled with a particular vintage." "What shop?
Which vintage ?" "I can't stop to tell you now; but we shall most likely meet again to-day.