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One need only think over his books and his subjects to be convinced of this: "L'Assommoir" and drunkenness; "Nana" and harlotry; "Germinale" and strikes; "L'Argent" and money getting and losing in all its branches; "Pot-Bouille" and the cruel squalor of poverty; "La Terre" and the life of the peasant; "Le Debacle" and the decay of imperialism.
"Chère grand'mère," disait le très pratique personnage, "je suis certain que vous apprendrez avec plaisir que je n'ai pas besoin de vous ennuyer pour de l'argent en ce moment, car j'ai vendu votre dernière lettre pour 30 shillings
In the 15th century the mandrake enjoyed in Italy so great a reputation as an erotic stimulant, that the celebrated Macchiavelli wrote a much admired comedy upon it, called "La Mandragora." The subject of this piece, according to Voltaire, who asserts "qu'il vaut, peut être mieux que toutes les pièces d'Aristophane, est un jeune homme adroit qui veut coucher avec la femme de son voisin. Il engage, avec de l'argent, un moine, un Fa tutto ou un Fa molto,
The commencement of hostilities by England, after the peace of Amiens, is designated by the English leopard tearing a scroll, with the inscription, Le Traité d'Amiens Rompu par l'Angleterre en Mai de l'An 1803; on the reverse, a winged female figure in breathless haste forcing on a horse at full speed, and holding a laurel crown, inscribed, L'Hanovre occupé var l'Armée Francaise en Juin de l'An 1803; and beneath, Frappée avec l'Argent des Mines d'Hanovre, l'An 4 de Bonaparte.
You thought there was no watch kept up there; you thought God would not take the trouble to punish you; you went about the streets of Semur tossing a grosse pièce of a hundred sous, and calling out, "There is no God this is my god; l'argent, c'est le bon Dieu." 'M. le Maire, M. le Maire, be silent, I implore you! It is enough to bring down a judgment upon us.
Beside Jack's bed, on his little "table de nuit," lay the remains of his last meal, and an open letter, which we read. It was from one of his suspicious acquaintances of former days, and ran thus: "Ou es tu, cher Jack? why you not come and see me tu me dois de l'argent, entends tu? un chapeau, une cachemire, a box of the Play.
Ze one visite the Arabes of ze old world, ze oders ze Arabes of ze nouvelle; and, bote requires ze money, ze l'argent, ze cash. Ha! ha! Non, my youngish friends, you cannote deceives me!" "But, I assure you, Monsieur Parole," I replied. "I really have plenty much more, indeed, than I absolutely require." "Ah! but yes! My dears, you moost take him to obliges me.
Oh, madame, it mos' brek my po' heart. I burn candle in St. Rocque, I say my beads, I sprinkle holy water roun' he's bed; he jes' lay so, he's eyes turn up, he say 'Maman, maman, den he die! Madame, you tak' one. Non, non, no l'argent, you tak' one fo' my lil' boy's sake. "Pralines, pralines, m'sieu? Who mak' dese? My lil' gal, Didele, of co'se.
The sky was full of rose-tinted clouds floating across the blue, floating high over the grey pinnacles of the Cathedral, and filling the long open line of the Rue St. Etienne down which he was going. As I crossed to my own house I caught him full against the light, in his blue blouse, tossing the big silver piece in the air, and heard him laugh and shout 'Vive l'argent!
"Certainement, certainement, all I want is my l'argent," said Penoyer. The money was paid, the receipt given, and then, as Penoyer hesitated a moment, Ashmore said, "Are you waiting to be helped out, sir?" "No, monsieur, si vous plait, I have tree letters from madam, which will give you one grande satisfaction to read."
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