He came at length to speak of the last capture they had made.
"I have taken prizes, Caron," said he, "which a king might not despise.
But to-day--" He raised his eyes to the ceiling and wagged his head.
"Well ?" quoth La Boulaye.

"What about to-day ?" "I have made a capture worth more than all the others put together.

It was an indifferent-looking berline, and my men were within an ace of allowing it to pass.

But I have a nose, mon cher"-- and he tapped the organ with ludicrous significance--"and, bon Dieu, what affair! I can smell an aristocrat a league off.

Down upon that coach I swooped like a hawk upon a sparrow.