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The Quai de la Seine is a broad road, connecting the Rue de Flandres with the canal de l'Ourcq. On the left-hand side it is bordered with miserable shanties interspersed with some tiny shops, and several huge coal depots. On the right-hand side that next to the canal there are also a few provision stores.
At precisely the hour agreed upon, a small motor brougham pulled up outside the door of the Hotel de Flandres and its occupant whom ninety-nine men out of a hundred would at once, unhesitatingly, have declared to be a doctor in moderate practice pushed open the swing doors of the restaurant and made his way to the desk.
Then we tried another route, that lay right through the heart of a dirty, squalid, little village to Ramillies, the same Ramillies of Louis XIV.'s time, famous in the "Batailles des Flandres." We arrived there by a sudden turn of the road which brought us up standing, onto a bridge spanning the railroad.
"I'll not do this again without a man of our own," she said with nervous irritability. Paul stepped forward, raising his hat. "Is your carriage anywhere about? Can I get it for you?" "Oh, thank you so much. It's a private one from the Hotel de Flandres, and I told the man to stop here." "Unfortunately the police regulations interfere with your orders," Paul said, with a slight smile.
With that he announced his intention of going North, and so briskly did he cause them to ride, that by noon a short three hours after quitting Boisvert they had covered a distance of twenty-five miles, and brought up their steaming horses before the Hotel de Flandres at Leuze.
The mode of procedure was this: When it was getting dusk you sauntered out to take a turn in the fresh air. You strolled through a certain square where there were men selling picture post-cards, etc. You selected a likely looking man and went up and looked over his cards, saying under your breath "Journal Anglais?" or "Flandres Libérale?" which ever it happened to be.
By the time the dinner-hour drew near she found her outlook in radical need of reconstruction, and to that end bade Zélie dress her in the crocus-yellow brocade, reserved for some emergency such as the present. It was a gown, surely, to restore self-confidence and induce self-respect! Fashioned fancifully, according to a picturesque, seventeenth-century, Venetian model, the full sleeves and the long-waisted bodice of it this cut low, generously displaying her shoulders and swell of her bosom were draped with superb guipure de Flandres
"The city is very mercantile, and affords an excellent market to all nations. People from all Christian kingdoms resort to Alexandria, from Valencia, Tuscany, Lombardy, Apulia, Amalfi, Sicilia, Raguvia, Catalonia, Spain, Roussillon, Germany, Saxony, Denmark, England, Flandres, Hainault, Normandy, France, Poitou, Anjou, Burgundy, Mediana, Provence, Genoa, Pisa, Gascony, Arragon, and Navarre.
THEN Lucas saw King Agwisance, that late had slain Moris de la Roche, and Lucas ran to him with a short spear that was great, that he gave him such a fall, that the horse fell down to the earth. Also Lucas found there on foot, Bloias de La Flandres, and Sir Gwinas, two hardy knights, and in that woodness that Lucas was in, he slew two bachelors and horsed them again.
If you don't help me you ought at least to help her. She sat a moment with her eyes on the ground. 'Where is she where is she? she then asked. 'They are at Brussels, at the Hôtel de Flandres. They appear to like it very much. 'Are you telling me the truth? 'Lord, my dear child, I don't lie! Lionel exclaimed. 'You'll make a jolly mistake if you go to her, he added.
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