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All corporal defects irritate me, and the want of beauty in women, being something which ought not to exist, shocks me like a tear, a solecism, a dissonance, a spot of ink in a word, like something out of order. On the other hand, beauty restores and fortifies me like some miraculous food, like Olympian ambrosia. "Que le bon soit toujours camarade du beau Des demain je chercherai femme.
A little embarrassed, he turned and saluted the studio. "Et moi?" cried the model. "You are charming," replied Selby, astonished at his own audacity, but the studio rose as one man, shouting: "He has done well! he's all right!" while the model, laughing, kissed her hand to him and cried: "A demain beau jeune homme!" All that week Selby worked at the studio unmolested.
Chauvelin had escorted the young man past the first line of sentry, then he took cordial leave of him. "Your certificate will, you will find, open every gate to you. Good-night, citizen. A demain." "Good-night." Armand's slim figure disappeared in the gloom. Chauvelin watched him for a few moments until even his footsteps had died away in the distance; then he turned back towards Heron's lodgings.
Viens demain soir, je t'attendrai at eight o'clock, Passage des Panoramas. My Sir is at his country. "Adieu a demain. "Fifine. "Samedi." I shuddered as I walked through this very Passage des Panoramas, in the evening. The girl was there, pacing to and fro, and looking in the countenance of every passer-by, to recognize Attwood.
In January, 1868, he left again for London, and felt but little inconvenience on the way and during his stay. Knowing that I should be anxious, he formed the habit of sending me frequent short pencil notes, to say how he was. I give here a few of them: "LONDRES. Vendredi soir. "J'ai ete tres occupe aujourd'hui au musee Britannique. Demain j'irai voir des expositions.
One evening, some days after everyone who was fit for la commission had enjoyed the privilege of examination by that inexorable and delightful body one evening very late, in fact, just before lumieres eteintes, a strange planton arrived in The Enormous Room and hurriedly read a list of five names, adding: "demain partis, a bonne heure" and shut the door behind him.
He then bade her a tender farewell, and as she watched his departing footsteps, she was delighted when he turned a last time, sajing gayly, "Au revoir, ma petite, a demain." Then he disappeared in a bend of the road, and she walked slowly back to the house, lost in the delicious labyrinths of loves young dream.
"Tu etais mechant, n'est ce-pas?" I whispered consolingly; "mais tu seras sage demain, j'en suis sure!" I thought this very pretty, but he wriggled from under my benevolent hand, saying "Va!"
This artist has made many life-size studies of children, portraits in marble, plaster, and wax, in all sizes, poetical reliefs, and tiny wax figures. <b>HAMMOND, GERTRUDE DEMAIN.</b> Several prizes at the School of the Royal Academy, 1886, 1887, and in 1889 the prize for decorative design; bronze medal at Paris Exposition in 1900. Member of Institute of Painters in Water-Colors. Born at Brixton.
And you, who are not used to the climate, must not be out after dark." "And you?" I said. "I am used to it," she replied; "I have been here three months. Lest anything should happen, it might be well for you to give me your address." "I am with Madame Gravois, in the Rue Bienville." "Madame Gravois, in the Rue Bienville," she repeated. "I shall remember. A demain, Monsieur."
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