"In the first place he is as fickle as the wind, and awfully suspicious.

He never leaves anything about,--no letters, no cigars, and no money.

He spends half his time in locking things up, and goes to bed with his keys under his pillow." "I allow that such suspicion on his part is most unpleasant." "It is indeed, and besides he is awfully violent.

He gets in a rage about nothing, and half a dozen times in the day he looks ready to murder you.

On my word, I am really frightened at him." This account, coupled with what he had heard from Hortebise seemed to render Mascarin very thoughtful.
"Is he always like this, or only at intervals ?" "He is always a beast, but he is worse after drink or losing at cards.
He is never home until after four in the morning." "And what does his wife say ?" The query made Florestan laugh.
"Madame does not bother herself about her lord and master, I can assure you.