I must get into their pockets.

I shall arrive with them at the goal of fame.'" "Bravo!" quoth Schaunard, "have you any more sauce there ?" "No," replied Rodolphe, "the edition is out of print." "Looking at the question from another point of view," continued Marcel, "this insidious mortal whom Colline patronizes, perhaps aspires to our intimacy only from the most culpable motives.

Gentlemen, we are not alone here!" continued the orator, with an eloquent look at the women.
"And Colline's client, smuggling himself into our circle under the cloak of literature, may perchance be but a vile seducer.

Reflect! For one, I vote against his reception." "I demand the floor," said Rodolphe, "only for a correction.

In his remarkable extemporary speech, Marcel has said that this Carolus, with the view of dishonoring us, wished to introduce himself under the cloak of literature." "A Parliamentary figure." "A very bad figure; literature has no cloak!" "Having made a report, as chairman of committee," resumed Colline, rising, "I maintain the conclusions therein embodied.