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