In short, where the Roman ladies repaired on one single night.
What shall I say to you?
I have Romans, and Roman ladies [here occurs an illegible word], and the whole train. Madam Magloire has cleaned it all off; this summer she is going to have some small injuries repaired, and the whole revarnished, and my chamber will be a regular museum.
She has also found in a corner of the attic two wooden pier-tables of ancient fashion. They asked us two crowns of six francs each to regild them, but it is much better to give the money to the poor; and they are very ugly besides, and I should much prefer a round table of mahogany.
I am always very happy.
My brother is so good.
He gives all he has to the poor and sick.
We are very much cramped.
The country is trying in the winter, and we really must do something for those who are in need.
We are almost comfortably lighted and warmed. You see that these are great treats.
My brother has ways of his own.
When he talks, he says that a bishop ought to be so.
Just imagine! the door of our house is never fastened. Whoever chooses to enter finds himself at once in my brother's room. He fears nothing, even at night.
That is his sort of bravery, he says.
He does not wish me or Madame Magloire feel any fear for him. He exposes himself to all sorts of dangers, and he does not like to have us even seem to notice it.
One must know how to understand him.
He goes out in the rain, he walks in the water, he travels in winter. He fears neither suspicious roads nor dangerous encounters, nor night.
year he went quite alone into a country of robbers.
He would not take us.
He was absent for a fortnight.