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Your compatriot Monsieur Narcisse Habert asked me to tell you not to look for him. The fact is, he has gone to see my friend Lisbeth to her carriage. I myself want a breath of fresh air, a stroll, and so I'll go with you as far as the Via Giulia."
"Yes!" exclaimed Narcisse, delighted at the unusual coincidence, "at the same time 'tis the tooth! In fact, why should I tell a lie about such a thing like that? 'Twould be useless. Pe'haps you may 'ave notiz, Mistoo Itchlin, thad the noozpapehs opine us fiahmen to be the gau'dians of the city." "Yes," responded Richling. "I think Dr. Sevier calls you the Mamelukes, doesn't he?
"Ay, ay, monsieur," I briefly replied. "Oh! very well," said he. "I am Citizen Alphonse Latour, captain of `Le Narcisse' frigate, in the service of the French Republic. Whither are you bound?"
However, the young man's ears were buzzing; he could no longer hope; what indeed could he accomplish in one day since he had lost three months without even being able to secure an audience with the Pope? And his bewilderment increased as he suddenly heard Narcisse speaking to him of art. "It's astonishing how the feminine figure has deteriorated in these dreadful democratic days.
Narcisse knew many people in the pretty little town, and wherever he went Charlie was always sure to be seen. Rev. Father Pelletiere, the parish priest, who had christened Narcisse and buried his parents, called the young men David and Jonathan.
'Peste! cried Narcisse. 'Was the prying wench there? I thought the little one might be satisfied that he had neighbour's fare. No matter; what is done for one's beaux yeux is easily pardoned and if not, why, I have her all the same! 'Nevertheless, daughter, said the Chevalier, gravely, 'the woman must be silenced.
Various attempts have been made, however, to induce the Pope to give them permission to vote, many members of the Roman aristocracy considering the present course impolitic and even harmful to the interests of the Church. Trans. All at once Pierre interrupted Narcisse: "And Monsignor Nani, do you know him? I spoke with him yesterday evening. And there he is coming in now!"
'But what would you have me do? asked Eustacie, petulantly. 'This, Lady. I gather that you would not return to your relations. 'Never! never! They would rend my babe from me; they would kill her, or at least hide her for ever in a convent they would force me into this abhorrent marriage. No no no my child and I would die a hundred deaths together rather than fall into the hands of Narcisse.
He was a sturdy fellow of five and forty, bearded and long-haired; and, in spite of all his misery and idleness, his large face had remained as serene as that of a Roman senator. However, the sight of the two foreigners for such he at once judged Pierre and Narcisse to be, made him rise to his feet with sudden distrust.
From the moment the record of Richling's "little quantity" slid from the pen to the page, Narcisse had felt himself betrothed to it by destiny, and hourly supplicated the awful fates to frown not upon the amorous hopes of him unaugmented.
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