When the others got to cards, he sat down by my mistress, and began to talk." "Could you hear what they said ?" "I should think so.

I was in the bedroom, and they were near the door." "Dear me," remarked Mascarin, appearing much shocked, "surely that was not right ?" "I don't care a rap whether it was right or not.

I like to hear all about the people whom I engage with.

They were talking about a M.Paul, who had been Madame's friend before, and whom the gentleman also knew.
Madame said that this Paul was no great shakes, and that he had stolen twelve thousand francs." Mascarin pricked up his ears, feeling that his patience was about to meet its reward.
"Can you tell me the gentleman's name, to whom Madame said all this ?" asked he.
"Not I.The others called him 'The painter.'" This explanation did not satisfy Mascarin.
"Look here, my good girl," said he, "try and find out the fellow's name.
I think he is an artist who owes me money." "All right! Rely on me; and now I must be off, for I have breakfast to get ready, but I'll call again to-morrow;" and with a curtsy she left the room.
Mascarin struck his hand heavily on the table.
"Hortebise has a wonderful nose for sniffing out danger," said he.

"This Rose and the young fool who is ruining himself for her must both be suppressed." Beaumarchef again made a motion of executing a thrust with the rapier.
"Pooh, pooh!" answered his master; "don't be childish.