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Every imaginable species of drinking-vessel figured upon the board, from the rich flagon of chased silver to the humble cruche we see in a Teniers picture. As well as I could hear, the language of the company seemed to be French, or, at least, such an imitation of that language as served as a species of neutral territory for both parties to meet in.

Close by on the right was the dismal little hostelry, "La Cruche Cassee," where Sir Percy Blakeney lived. Deroulede, as they neared the place, caught himself vaguely wondering what had become of his English friend. But it would take more than the ingenuity of the Scarlet Pimpernel to get two noted prisoners out of Paris to-day. Even if... "Halt!"

"Yes; I heard him tell Madame Deroulede last night that he was lodging with a provincial named Brogard at the Sign of the Cruche Cassee. I'll go seek him, Petronelle; I am sure he will help me. The English are so resourceful and practical. He'll get us our passports, I know, and advise us as to the best way to proceed. Do you stay here and get all our things ready. I'll not be long."

It must be so terrible, and yet it must be beautiful too. Does every one suffer like that?" She did not speak at all as she finished sweeping the bricks, and went down-stairs for a metal cruche full of water, and set over a little charcoal on the stove the old woman's brass soup kettle with her supper of stewing cabbage.

"Hm!" muttered I. He was too clever for me, but I loved him in his scintillating moments. "Tiens, if I'm knocked out, it's at least the most wonderful death. It's the deepest death." I laughed deprecatingly. "Oh, I'm resigned to the idea," he pursued. "It's more probable than improbable. Sooner or later. Tant va la cruche

Admiral marries Lady; there the danger, if danger is, will be on the other side. The lady has wanted a man so long, that she now compounds for half a one. Half a loaf I have been worse since my last letter; but am now, I think, recovering; 'tant va la cruche a l'eau'; and I have been there very often. Good-night. I am faithfully and truly yours. BLACKHEATH, June 27, 1758.

Vous diriez un essaim d'abeilles qui reviennent a la cruche chargees du fruit de leur travail. Lettres Edifiantes Tome 1.

All was silent now in the Rue des Arts, and in the grimy coffee-room of the Cruche Cassee two soldiers of the National Guard were lying bound and gagged, whilst three others were gaily laughing, and wiping their rain-soaked hand and faces. In the midst of them all stood the tall, athletic figure of the bold adventurer who had planned this impudent coup.

The amours of the king with the daughter of a councillor of the Parlement, named Lecoq, were only too plainly satirised. But it is ill jesting with kings. A few nights later, Monsieur Cruche was visited by eight disguised courtiers, who treated him to a supper in a tavern at the sign of the Castle in the Rue de la Juiverie, and induced him to play the farce before them.

"Tant 'aunt," thought I. "Va 'goes. La cruche 'the crust. Qu'