A woman rose from her seat.

She was some years younger than her husband.
"Welcome, messieurs," she said.

"We are pleased, indeed, to be able to return the kindness you showed to my brother." The fisherman grunted.
"No, Jules," she said, "I won't have you say that you haven't gone willingly into this.

You pretended not to, but I know very well that it was only because you like to be coaxed, and that you would have done it for Jacques' sake." "Jacques is a good fellow," her husband replied, "and I say nothing against him; but I don't know that I should have consented, if it had not been for you and your bothering me." "Don't you believe him, monsieur.

Jules has a good heart, though he likes pretending that he is a bear.
"Now, monsieur, I have some coffee ready for you." "I need not say, madam," Terence said, "how truly thankful we both are for your and your husband's kindness, shown to us strangers; and I sincerely hope that you will have no cause to regret it.