petit

Petit says that somebody once told him they understood his reliance on his eyesight, his sense of touch, even his sense of smell.

Louis Petit de Bachaumon died; a native of Paris, known as the author of several literary works.

“Mon pauvre petit, you are hungry,” said Aristide, carrying it to the car racked by the clattering engine.

He and Petit-Claud had similar business interests and the same clients.

If a true lady makes even a plate of toast, in arranging a petit souper for her invalid friend, she does it as a lady should.

All these painful early experiences are told very pathetically in "Le Petit Chose."