They have bought the chateau." "It is impossible.

HE was to buy it for us--there is some mistake--what man would kill a poor old woman like me?
I will speak to this gentleman: he wears a sword.

Soldiers do not trample on women.

Ah! that man." The notary, attracted by her voice, was coming towards her, a paper in his hand.
Raynal coolly inspected the tree, and tapped it with his scabbard, and left Perrin to do the dirty work.

The notary took off his hat, and, with a malignant affectation of respect, presented the baroness with a paper.
The poor old thing took it with a courtesy, the effect of habit, and read it to her daughters as well as her emotion permitted, and the language, which was as new to her as the dialect of Cat Island to Columbus.
"Jean Raynal, domiciled by right, and lodging in fact at the Chateau of Beaurepaire, acting by the pursuit and diligence of Master Perrin, notary; I, Guillaume Le Gras, bailiff, give notice to Josephine Aglae St.Croix de Beaurepaire, commonly called the Baroness de Beaurepaire, having no known place of abode"-- "Oh!" "But lodging wrongfully at the said Chateau of Beaurepaire, that she is warned to decamp within twenty-four hours"-- "To decamp!" "Failing which that she will be thereto enforced in the manner for that case made and provided with the aid of all the officers and agents of the public force." "Ah! no, messieurs, pray do not use force.