It does not at all surprise me that the Marquis should have desired satisfaction." "I see," said Andre-Louis, on a note of hopelessness.
"You see?
What the devil do you see ?" "That I shall have to depend upon myself alone." "And what the devil do you propose to do, if you please ?" "I shall go to Rennes, and lay the facts before the King's Lieutenant." "He'll be too busy to see you." And M.de Kercadiou's mind swung a trifle inconsequently, as weak minds will.

"There is trouble enough in Rennes already on the score of these crazy States General, with which the wonderful M.Necker is to repair the finances of the kingdom.

As if a peddling Swiss bank-clerk, who is also a damned Protestant, could succeed where such men as Calonne and Brienne have failed." "Good-afternoon, monsieur my godfather," said Andre-Louis.
"Where are you going ?" was the querulous demand.
"Home at present.

To Rennes in the morning." "Wait, boy, wait!" The squat little man rolled forward, affectionate concern on his great ugly face, and he set one of his podgy hands on his godson's shoulder.

"Now listen to me, Andre," he reasoned.