He'll go to Paris, then.
Possibly he'll find there some leather-breeches of his acquaintance.

At all events, he'll reenter the service.

The occupations incident to his position will be a powerful diversion; he'll no longer dream of Clementine, whom I will have fixed securely.

We will have to furnish him the wherewithal to knock about the world; but all sacrifices of money are nothing in comparison with the happiness I wish to save." Madame Renault, who was a woman of thrift, blamed her son's generosity a little.
"The Colonel is an ungrateful soul," said she.

"We've already done too much in giving him back his life.