I recognize the seal of Providence." When he rejoined the comrades that night, the poet was interrogated by Marcel and Schaunard.
"Did he treat you well ?" they asked.
"Yes, but I paid dear for it." "How?
Did Carolus make you pay ?" demanded Schaunard with rising choler.
"He read a novel at me, inside of which the people are named Don Lopez and Don Alvar; and the tenors call their mistresses 'angel,' or 'demon.'" "How shocking!" cried the Bohemians, in chorus.
"But otherwise," said Colline, "literature apart, what is your opinion of him ?" "A very nice young man.

You can judge for yourselves; Carolus means to treat us all in turn; he invites Schaunard to breakfast with him tomorrow.

Only look out for the closet with the manuscripts in it." Schaunard was punctual and went to work with the minuteness of an auctioneer taking an inventory, or a sheriff levying an execution.
Accordingly he came back full of notes; he had studied Carolus chiefly in respect of movables and worldly goods.
"This Barbemuche," he said, on being asked his opinion, "is a lump of good qualities.

He knows the names of all the wines that were ever invented, and made me eat more nice things than my aunt ever did on her birthday.

He is on very good terms with the tailors in the Rue Vivienne, and the bootmakers of the Passage des Panoramas; and I have observed that he is nearly our size, so that, in case of need, we can lend him our clothes.