A man may forgive, but he never forgets Abundant details which he sometimes volunteered Affectation of indifference Always smiling condescendingly Charm of that one day's rest and its solemnity Clashing knives and forks mark time Convent of Saint Joseph, four shoes under the bed! Deeming every sort of occupation beneath him Dreams of wealth and the disasters that immediately followed Exaggerated dramatic pantomime Faces taken by surprise allow their real thoughts to be seen He fixed the time mentally when he would speak Little feathers fluttering for an opportunity to fly away Make for themselves a horizon of the neighboring walls and roofs No one has ever been able to find out what her thoughts were Pass half the day in procuring two cakes, worth three sous She was of those who disdain no compliment Such artificial enjoyment, such idiotic laughter Superiority of the man who does nothing over the man who works Terrible revenge she would take hereafter for her sufferings The poor must pay for all their enjoyments The groom isn't handsome, but the bride's as pretty as a picture Void in her heart, a place made ready for disasters to come Wiping his forehead ostentatiously Word "sacrifice," so vague on careless lips Would have liked him to be blind only so far as he was concerned