So

“Yes, yes, my boy, so we will—so we will,” replied the old man; “but how shall we be happy?

“’Tis nothing, nothing; it will soon pass away”—and as he said so the old man’s strength failed him, and he fell backwards.

Morrel; and so, you see, lest he might do you an injury——”

“So that you have lived for three months on sixty francs,” muttered Edmond.