human
What infernal traitors women are! If I had a mistress, I'd never take her into company, unless there was nobody else there.
gpt
Well, observed the shabbily clad guest, attacking the sausage Paul had refused,
human
I had a good evening, said Sans-Cravate;
gpt
Peste! is it a duke and peer that you work for, my friend?
human
No; but a young man who lives well! _Bigre!_ that's the kind of a spark I like. He's open-handed, I tell you!
gpt
He ain't like mine, said Jean Ficelle;
human
Mine gave me even less than that, said Paul;
gpt
Ah! my patron's the boy for me, continued Sans-Cravate;
human
That's the talk! Here's to him!
gpt
Well, Paul, aren't you going to drink?
human
I'm not thirsty.
gpt
Does that prevent your drinking? Come on!
human
No; I've no desire to get drunk.
gpt
Bah! what a soft-head! You're not a man, then; you're an old woman! As if a man ever refused to drink with friends!
human
No, no, said Jean Ficelle, who was doing his best to set Sans-Cravate against his young comrade;
gpt
A man never refuses to drink,
human
I don't choose to drink with you, I say!
gpt
Young man, he who breaks glasses--you know the rest, don't you?
human
Well, what? cried Bastringuette, rising also, and planting herself in front of Sans-Cravate;
gpt
See how she takes his part! exclaimed Jean Ficelle;
human
If I'm in love with anyone, retorted Bastringuette,