I should even be prepared to hear you argue in defence of the Marquis de La Tour d'Azyr that his gamekeeper was merciful in shooting Mabey, since the alternative would have been a life-sentence to the galleys." Andre-Louis drank the remainder of his chocolate; set down his cup, and pushed back his chair, his breakfast done.
"I confess that I have not your big charity, my dear Philippe.

I am touched by Mabey's fate.

But, having conquered the shock of this news to my emotions, I do not forget that, after all, Mabey was thieving when he met his death." M.de Vilmorin heaved himself up in his indignation.
"That is the point of view to be expected in one who is the assistant fiscal intendant of a nobleman, and the delegate of a nobleman to the States of Brittany." "Philippe, is that just?
You are angry with me!" he cried, in real solicitude.
"I am hurt," Vilmorin admitted.

"I am deeply hurt by your attitude.

And I am not alone in resenting your reactionary tendencies.