"Are they _the_ apples?
oh, yes, of course.
I see they are.

Is there a good crop this year ?" "Ah, yes, they seem always good now.

The storms are past, it seems to me, Madame, both for me and my tree.

But a few years now and they will be indeed all over for me.

'Tis to-morrow my fete day, Madame; that was why they sent the apples.