In the middle of luncheon, Stanislas Xavier, still pale after his serious illness, suddenly asked his mother what was the value of his silver spoon and fork and of the mug out of which he was drinking.
Au milieu du déjeuner, Stanislas-Xavier, encore pâle de sa grande maladie, demanda tout à coup à sa mère combien valaient son couvert d’argent et le gobelet dans lequel il buvait.