Quotation from: The Arrow of Gold

Written by: Joseph Conrad

She screwed up her mouth as if she had a twinge of toothache and
assured me that the wine belonged to the house. I would have to
pay her for it. As far as personal feelings go, Blunt, who
addressed her always with polite seriousness, was not a favourite
with her. The "charming, brave Monsieur" was now fighting for the
King and religion against the impious Liberals. He went away the
very morning after I had left and, oh! she remembered, he had asked
her before going away whether I was still in the house. Wanted
probably to say good-bye to me, shake my hand, the dear, polite
Monsieur.