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And so if I were a child I should have an intense pity for my poor folios, quartos, and duodecimos, to say nothing of the arm-chair, shut up all these weeks and months in boxes, without a rational eye to look upon them. Pray forgive me if I have written a great deal of nonsense 'Je m'en doute.
His words are these: "La conception m'en fut suggeree par mes etudes sur la vieille langue francaise ou langue d'oil.
Can you think that I will hazard these, with my head to boot, like a rash child? Do you suppose that, in entering into this terrible contest, I would consent to treat only with subordinates? Do not deceive yourself. Again, I say, tell your employers that they must confer with me directly, or je m'en lave les mains." "I will repeat what you say," answered Guillot, sullenly, "Is this all?"
I hope the poor devil will get over it. Adieu, my dear lord. If I was prevented from writing by last post, cette fois-ci je m'en suis bein venge. . . . I see your porter every morning in the grove, as he returns from Islington, where he is drinking the waters; he looks a little better, but not much.
"Vous n'avez pas peur, meme de la mort?" She shrugged her shoulders. "Je m'en fiche de la mort!" The Hotel du Sauvage was a pleasant rendezvous, but barred for a time to young gentlemen of the air force, who lingered too long there sometimes and were noisy. It was barred to all officers for certain hours of the day without special permits from the A.P.M., who made trouble in granting them.
"M'en allant promener, J'ai trouvé l'eau si belle Que je m'y suis baigné, Lui y a longtemps que je t'aime, Jamais je ne t'oubliai." It was certainly uncanny to hear that voice going to and fro the orchard, there somewhere amid the bright sun-dazzled boughs yet not a human creature to be seen not another house even within half a mile.
"I advise you to go in for it, Nick," said Peter Sherringham, to whom the preparation in question was presented. "Into the eggs with asparagus-tips? Donnez m'en s'il vous plaît. My dear fellow, how can I stand? how can I sit? Where's the money to come from?" "The money? Why from Jul !" Grace began, but immediately caught her mother's eye. "Poor Julia, how you do work her!" Nick exclaimed.
I replied that I had brought a letter from the British Embassy, and he may perhaps have thought that I was an Embassy messenger. At all events, he took the letter from me, saying curtly: "C'est bien, je m'en occuperai, revenez cet apres-midi." With those words he stepped back into the room and carefully placed the letter on the top of several others which were neatly disposed on a side-table.
Je m'en moque! and the farce often bores me nearly to death, because I see no sensible object in this straw-threshing. Mother's little letter gave me great pleasure, because, in the first place, I see that you are well, and then because she has her old joke with me, which is much pleasanter at a distance, as it does not lead to strife; and yet how I should like to quarrel with mammy once more!
For all the "gigots" that ever appear at my host's entertainment, one might really think that the muttons of Africa were a peculiar species, a species without legs: crawling, maybe, on their bellies, like Nebuchadnezzar. "Je m'en f de vot' bon-homme," said one of these gentlemen to me, referring to Baedeker, with whose sacred pages I had threatened him.
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