No, my good papa, you did not do me any harm yesterday, I am so happy to see you that the good it does me more than balances the little fatigue of overstaying somewhat in the tub.

This morning Mr. Bitaubé was introduced to me; you will give me great pleasure if you bring him with you to tea on Wednesday; I will read his Homer, and I thank you for it, my good friend.

Farewell until Wednesday, until Saturday, until all the Wednesdays and Saturdays of all the rest of our lives.

It seems to me you have no need to purchase that sure secret for imitating people’s handwriting. Are you a thief?