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Eh bien, Monsieur, you guess the rest: she has taken a caprice for me, and this very night she will admit me to her apartment. She is very handsome, Ah qu'elle est belle, une jolie petite bouche, une denture eblouissante, un nez tout afait grec, in fine, quite a bouton de rose." I expressed my envy at Monsieur Margot's good fortune, and when he had sufficiently dilated upon it, he withdrew.
It had a mantle which hung in soft folds, marvellously intricate, yet simple in effect; and he could have fallen upon the neck of the stout, powdered lady in black silk who assured him that the costume could be worn without alteration by any "dame de jolie taille." He bought it instantly, and then seized upon precisely such a "long white thing" of ermine as he had seen in his mind's eye.
The score owes a good deal to Félicien David's 'Le Désert, but there is a dramatic force about several scenes which foreshadows the power and variety of 'Carmen. 'La Jolie Fille de Perth' , is to a great extent a tribute to the powerful influence of Verdi.
Little Miss Ducely whispered to Lieutenant Faucon: "Those are American students," she sighed; "how jolly they seem to be, especially Mr Clifford! I wonder if she is so pretty!" Half a dozen riotous Frenchmen in the box opposite jumped to their feet and waved their goblets at Clifford. "A la plus jolie femme du monde!" they roared. Clifford seized another glass and filled it.
There was a sort of cordon stretched before them, which they wearied her with prayers to be permitted to pass, and just to revive themselves by one dance with that "belle blonde," or that "jolie brune," or "cette jeune fille magnifique aux cheveux noirs comme le jais." "Taisez-vous!" Madame would reply, heroically and inexorably.
The boy was delighted and said to his governess: "Elle est bien jolie, l'Imperatrice, mais il ne faut pas le dire a Maman." Seventy-eight was a most important year for us in many ways. Besides the interest and fatigues of the exposition and the constant receiving and official festivities of all kinds, a great event was looming before us the Berlin Congress. One had felt it coming for some time.
Duroy, to counterbalance them, dined at her house every Thursday, and delighted her husband by talking agriculture to him. It was almost the end of February. Duroy was free from care. One night, when he returned home, he found a letter under his door. He examined the postmark; it was from Cannes. Having opened it, he read: "Cannes, Villa Jolie."
Speeches began rather late. Elliott made one and offered a toast to "la plus jolie demoiselle de Paris," which was drunk amid great enthusiasm and responded to by Gethryn, ending with a toast to Rowden. Rowden's response was stiff, but most correct. The same could not be said of Clifford's answer to the toast, "The struggling Artist Heaven help him!"
"Look who's here! I seen your ole specs shinin' in the sun clear down the line!" I sniffed luxuriously. "It smells just the same," I said. "Horses, leather and liniment! Where's Très Jolie?" "In the second stall," said Blister, pointing. "Wait a minute I'll have a swipe lead her out.
What strain was this, so weird, so solemn, so earnest, yet so pathetic, so sweet, so melodious! "Descendez a l'ombre Ma jolie blonde." Those were the words they caught, no more, but the tune eluded them. "It's the queerest tune I ever heard!" ejaculated Clarges. He had a smattering of music, and not a bad ear. "Can't get it for the life of me.
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