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As the young man did not laugh constantly, fragments of the old woman's ditty reached the priest; it was something unintelligible yet frightful, "Greve, aboie, Greve, grouille! File, file, ma quenouille, File sa corde au bourreau, Qui siffle dans le pre au, Greve, aboie, Greve, grouille! "La belle corde de chanvre! Semez d'Issy jusqu'a Vanvre Du chanvre et non pas du bleu.
Behind his chariot came a curious machine, or cart; a great basket, three stout poles, and several planks, all painted red, were lying in this vehicle, on the top of which was seated my friend with the big cockade. The bourreau was reading "The Sorrows of Werter," and looked as sentimental as usual. I will not speak of my voyage in order to relate to you Schneider's.
Five minutes later two of the attacking hounds were totally disabled with the bowels protruding, but Bourreau himself was dying, with his throat gaping.
They have been crushed in the twinkling of an eye; and now we shall have to ask months and years to repair or palliate the damage. How silent they are this evening! And how it makes one's heart ache to look at them! Here is Bourreau, with the brutal name and the gentle nature, who never utters a complaint, and whom a single bullet has deprived of sight for ever.
"Eh, sacredieu!" he cried, shaking his fist in Müller's face, "I've not done with you yet, diable de galérien!" Whereupon there burst forth a general roar a roar like the "inextinguishable laughter" of Olympus. "Tiens!" said Müller, "his majesty speaks French almost as well as I speak Ashantee!" "Bourreau! Brigand! Assassin!" shrieked his Ferocity, as his friends hustled him off the stage.
On the cross hilt of it I swore one day that I would live thenceforth for one thing alone—the discovery of the murderer of old D’Avray’s child, whom I had promised him to care for before all. When I had found this man, whoever he was, I also swore that I would kill him. Kill him myself, you understand; without any of the law’s delay or uncertainty, without troubling bourreau or hangman.
Why, at the very last of these dungeons I found the poor travellers sitting all chilled and mute round one shaveling, like rogues awaiting their turn to be hanged; so to cheer them up, I did but cry out, 'Courage, tout le monde, le dia "Connu! what befell?" "Marry, this. 'Blaspheme not! quo' the bourreau.
One evening at the play she pricked herself with a pin, and cried out a customary ejaculation in those days 'Ah! Bourreau! on which her neighbor asked her if this were a reminiscence? Well, my dear Peyrade, she cast off her man for that speech. "I suppose you have no wish to expose yourself to such a slap in the face. Madame du Val-Noble is a woman for gentlemen.
At the same time the woman locked the door, and already her husband was lying motionless on the floor, while Bourreau could not go to his assistance, as he had enough to do to defend himself against the furious attack of the other dogs, who were almost tearing him to pieces, in spite of his strength and courage.
"What are you going to do with them?" "the man with the dogs" asked. "I have come to see whether you did not rob me when you sold them to me," the brigadier replied. "What do you mean by 'robbed you'?" "Well, robbed! I have been told that they could not tackle a dog like your Bourreau, and that many smugglers have dogs who are as good as he is." "Impossible."
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