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One denier, cried the order of mercy one single denier, in behalf of a thousand patient captives, whose eyes look towards heaven and you for their redemption. The Lady Baussiere rode on.
La Fosseuse drew her bodkin from the knot of her hair, and having traced the outline of a small whisker, with the blunt end of it, upon one side of her upper lip, put in into La Rebours' hand La Rebours shook her head. The Lady Baussiere coughed thrice into the inside of her muff La Guyol smiled Fy, said the Lady Baussiere.
The lady De Baussiere fell deeply in love with him, La Battarelle did the same it was the finest weather for it, that ever was remembered in Navarre La Guyol, La Maronette, La Sabatiere, fell in love with the Sieur De Croix also La Rebours and La Fosseuse knew better De Croix had failed in an attempt to recommend himself to La Rebours; and La Rebours and La Fosseuse were inseparable.
And again he tells how a "devout, venerable, hoary-headed man" thus beseeched her: "'I beg for the unfortunate. Good my lady, 'tis for a prison for an hospital; 'tis for an old man a poor man undone by shipwreck, by suretyship, by fire. I call God and all His angels to witness, 'tis to clothe the naked, to feed the hungry 'tis to comfort the sick and the brokenhearted. The Lady Baussiere rode on.
And in the same chapter, in the "Fragment upon Whiskers," Sterne relates how a "decayed kinsman" of the Lady Baussiere "ran begging, bareheaded, on one side of her palfrey, conjuring her by the former bonds of friendship, alliance, consanguinity, &c. cousin, aunt, sister, mother for virtue's sake, for your own sake, for mine, for Christ's sake, remember me! pity me!"
Dominick, St. Bennet, St. Basil, St. Bridget, had all whiskers. The Lady Baussiere had got into a wilderness of conceits, with moralizing too intricately upon La Fosseuse's text She mounted her palfrey, her page followed her the host passed by the Lady Baussiere rode on.
By which it appears, that except at the curve, marked A. where I took a trip to Navarre, and the indented curve B. which is the short airing when I was there with the Lady Baussiere and her page, I have not taken the least frisk of a digression, till John de la Casse's devils led me the round you see marked D. for as for C C C C C they are nothing but parentheses, and the common ins and outs incident to the lives of the greatest ministers of state; and when compared with what men have done, or with my own transgressions at the letters ABD they vanish into nothing.
Take hold of my whiskers, said the Lady Baussiere The page took hold of her palfrey. She dismounted at the end of the terrace.
The queen of Navarre was sitting with her ladies in the painted bow-window, facing the gate of the second court, as De Croix passed through it He is handsome, said the Lady Baussiere He has a good mien, said La Battarelle He is finely shaped, said La Guyol I never saw an officer of the horse-guards in my life, said La Maronette, with two such legs Or who stood so well upon them, said La Sabatiere But he has no whiskers, cried La Fosseuse Not a pile, said La Rebours.
The Lady Baussiere rode on. A decayed kinsman bowed himself to the ground. The Lady Baussiere rode on. He ran begging bare-headed on one side of her palfrey, conjuring her by the former bonds of friendship, alliance, consanguinity, &c. Cousin, aunt, sister, mother, for virtue's sake, for your own, for mine, for Christ's sake, remember me pity me. The Lady Baussiere rode on.
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