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Shortly after he had gone, a hoarse voice behind me cried, "Permit me, my dear sir permit me to restore to their proper place two napoleons which you have dropped. Wonderful luck, sir! I pledge you my word of honour, as an old soldier, in the course of my long experience in this sort of thing, I never saw such luck as yours never! Go on, sir Sacre mille bombes! Go on boldly, and break the bank!"
"Mille bombes!" said he; "but you 're back in pleasant times, to see the Cossacks learning to drink champagne, and leave us to pay the score. Come along, however; take your old place here. You are free to choose now, and needn't be a dragoon any longer; not but that your old general will be glad to see you again." "General d'Auvergne! Where is he now?"
"Mille bombes! that it might be so. It would be rare sport to hunt the old rat out of his hole, or, better still, burn him in it. It would be a pleasant change from the dullness of mounting eternal guard, marching and countermarching every day, and all to what purpose? For my part I am tired of it, and long for a little more of the sport we had in dear Paris.
An extraordinary luxury, this. We were thirteen at table. January 6. At dessert yesterday I offered some bonbons to the ladies, saying as I did so: Grace a Boissier, chere colombes, Heureux, a vos pieds nous tombons. Car on prend les forts par les bombes Et les faibles par les bonbons. The Parisians out of curiosity visit the bombarded districts.
In this way, each dish has its day; a year or two since, Charlotte Russe was indispensable at an entertainment; last winter Bombes were in high request; and at the period of the Hubbard house-warming, Boned Turkey had received the place of honour on the New York supper-tables.
Shortly after he had gone, a hoarse voice behind me cried: "Permit me, my dear sir permit me to restore to their proper place two napoleons which you have dropped. Wonderful luck, sir! I pledge you my word of honour, as an old soldier, in the course of my long experience in this sort of thing, I never saw such luck as yours never! Go on, sir Sacre mille bombes! Go on boldly, and break the bank!"
Shortly after he had gone, a hoarse voice behind me cried: "Permit me, my dear sir permit me to restore to their proper place two napoleons which you have dropped. Wonderful luck, sir! I pledge you my word of honor, as an old soldier, in the course of my long experience in this sort of thing, I never saw such luck as yours never! Go on, sir Sacre mille bombes! Go on boldly, and break the bank!"
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