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So I ventured to break the ice by saying, "Monsieur, I have come to procure a passport, and here is Mr. He took the card without condescending to look at it, and went on writing. Thereupon he took up the card, and, affecting the "Marat" style, said, "Does the citoyenne wish to leave Paris? Pourquoi?" I answered that I was obliged to leave Paris for different reasons.
This reminds me of poor Blucher's note to the landlord in Paris: PARIS, le 7 Juillet. Monsieur le Landlord Sir: Pourquoi don't you mettez some savon in your bed-chambers? Est-ce que vous pensez I will steal it?
But that which amused the visitors most was a lump of fat or blubber, with a skewer thrust through it, which its mother had given to the child to suck, and which it was endeavouring to thrust down its throat with both hands. "Come here, Oolibuck; pourquoi is de stick?" "Ho, ho, ho!" laughed Oolibuck.
"It is also a komischer romantischer land." For a moment she seemed thinking. "Isn't that his excellency, Prince Boris Strogareff?" inquired abruptly a young man with a beyond-the-Volga physiognomy. She started. "The prince?" An odd look came into her eyes. "Do you believe in telepathic waves, Monsieur?" she said gaily to the Frenchman. "Not to any great extent, Madam. Mais pourquoi?" "Nothing.
Darwin lays such great stress, he had no conception; indeed, he doubts whether there really are such things as extinct species, unless they be such large animals as may have met their death at the hands of man; and so little does he dream of there being any other destructive causes at work, that, in discussing the possible existence of fossil shells, he asks, "Pourquoi d'ailleurs seroient-ils perdues des que l'homme n'a pu operer leur destruction?"
The petit balayeur, an eye-witness of the proceeding, described it to me as follows: "The Directeur roared 'COMMENT? He was horribly angry. 'Oui, Monsieur, said the maitre de chambre humbly 'Pourquoi? thundered the Directeur. 'Because it's undrinkable, the maitre de chambre said quietly. 'Undrinkable? Nonsense! cried the Directeur furiously.
"Il est joli garcon," replied Madame de Fontanges. "Donnez-lui des habits, Fontanges; et ne l'envoyez pas encore." "Et pourquoi, mon amie?" "Je voudrois lui apprendre le Francais." "Cela ne se peut pas, ma chere; il est prisonnier." "Cela se peut, Monsieur de Fontanges," replied the lady. "Je n'ose pas," continued the husband. "Moi j'ose," replied the lady, decidedly.
"Look here, Pete," he said; "tell him I know it was my fault. Tell him I took a Steve Brody. I wanted to see if the old cuckoo had any pep in 'er. When I " "Pourquoi? Nom de Dieu! Qu'est-ce que je vous ai dit? Jamais faire comme ça! Jamais monter avec le vent en arrière! Jamais! Jamais!" The others listened in hilarious silence while the interpreter turned first to one and then to the other.
Pourquoi le baton
This reminds me of poor Blucher's note to the landlord in Paris: PARIS, le 7 Juillet. Monsieur le Landlord Sir: Pourquoi don't you mettez some savon in your bed-chambers? Est-ce que vous pensez I will steal it?
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