Poor Philippe was in several ways exceptional.
Opposite the Breton arme--the inn and posting-house at the entrance of the village of Gavrillac--M.

de Vilmorin interrupted his companion just as he was soaring to the dizziest heights of caustic invective, and Andre-Louis, restored thereby to actualities, observed the carriage of M.de La Tour d'Azyr standing before the door of the hostelry.
"I don't believe you've been listening to me," said he.
"Had you been less interested in what you were saying, you might have observed it sooner and spared your breath.

The fact is, you disappoint me, Andre.

You seem to have forgotten what we went for.

I have an appointment here with M.le Marquis.