In short, we were saying, seventy five, sixty, and twenty seven.

That makes altogether--- ?" "A hundred and sixty two francs," said Monsieur Benoit, presenting the three bills.
"A hundred and sixty two francs," observed Rodolphe, "it is extraordinary.

What a fine thing arithmetic is.

Well, Monsieur Benoit, now that the account is settled we can both rest easy, we know exactly how we stand.

Next month I will ask you for a receipt, and as during this time the confidence and friendship you must entertain towards me can only increase, you can, in case it should become necessary, grant me a further delay.