Antoinette began to weep bitterly, and I imagined that she was lamenting the terror of the unfortunate man.

'Not at all,' she cried: 'the poor beasts!' She was made so; we cannot remake her.

She will always side with the wolves, especially with the lean ones who scarcely can make two ends meet.
"I told you that Count Larinski was a worthy man.

He came to see me the day before yesterday.

We have become very good friends.