Just now our cow is in full milk, you know; so that is a great help: but, when she goes dry, Heaven knows what we shall do; for I don't.

But that is not the worst; better a light meal than a broken heart.

Your precious government offers the chateau for sale.
They might as well send for the guillotine at once, and cut off all our heads.

You don't know my mistress as I do.

Ah, butchers, you will drag nothing out of that but her corpse.