There are, Monsieur, the man with the singular eyes said to me, ill-intentioned people who look at me with an impertinent pity and claim that I am mad.
And I shall tell you with what reason: the.
Those people are wicked; they were my friends once, but now they spy on me and say perfidious things about me, because they are jealous.
They will tell you that, but do not believe them
I have pronounced that word in order to destroy in you immediately the striking impression that it produces.
There are, Monsieur, the man with the singular eyes said to me, ill-intentioned people who look at me with an impertinent pity and claim that I am mad