I do not repent my choice--may you never repent yours!--Farewell!" "Bless me! what airs! and with what dignity she looks! Repent of my choice!--a likely thing, truly.

Am not I at the top of the wheel ?" "And may not the wheel turn ?" said Victoire.
"Perhaps it may," said Manon; "but till it does I will enjoy myself.
Since you are of a different humour, return to Madame Feuillot, and figure upon cambric and muslin, and make out bills, and nurse old nuns all the days of your life.

You will never persuade me, however, that you would not change places with me if you could.

Stay till you are tried, Mademoiselle Victoire.

Who was ever in love with you or your virtues ?--Stay till you are tried.".