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We will over with him into the Somme, and put a paper on his breast, with the legend, 'Let the justice of the King pass toll free. The Duke's officers may seize it for duties if they dare." The Provost Marshal left the apartment of Louis, and summoned his two assistants to council in an embrasure in the great hall, where Trois Eschelles stuck a torch against the wall to give them light.
Or did some lonely but inspired voyageur, on the banks of Red River, sighing for Detroit or Trois Rivières for the joys and sorrows of home give birth to its mingled chords in the far, wild past?
I gang into one o' them Estaminays to ask for twa drinks, I say 'twa' and, would you believe it, they always hand out three good natured I call that, but I hae to pay up all the same," he added! Naturally the French people thought he said trois. This story subsequently appeared in print, I believe.
Then he darted back to rolls and coffee; beamed on the waiters, gave them fat five franc pieces merely for beaming in return; and arrived in the Galerie Charles Trois just as the shop windows were opening radiant Christmas eyes. The first visit he paid was to the florist's; and to save time in choosing he simply said, "I'll take all those things you have in the window, please."
This menage a trois may have subtle advantages and seems to be a step in the direction of the truly social habits of the rook; it enables them to fight with more success against their enemies, the hawks, and fosters, likewise, a certain lightheartedness which the sententious raven lacks. No one who has watched the aerial antics of a triplet of carrion crows can deny them a sense of fun.
He thinks of the pictures and songs at the 'Trois Rats' from which in the first delicacy and flush of passion he had shrunk with so deep a loathing; of the photographs and engravings in the shops and the books on the stalls; of some of those pictures he had passed, a few minutes before, in the Salon; of that girl's face in the Tuileries Gardens.
She was weighing over and over in her thoughts, like gold in a scale, by grains and pennyweights, a few kind words lately spoken to her by Bigot when he ran in to bid her adieu before departing on his journey to Trois Rivieres. They seemed a treasure inexhaustible as she kept on repeating them to herself.
We are but a hundred of poor châlets." "An auberge, then a cabaret anything?" "Les Trois Chèvres. It is not for such as you." "Is it, then, that I must toil onwards to Châtelard?" "Monsieur does not know? The Hôtel Royal was burned to the walls six months since." "It follows that I must lie in the fields." Madame hesitates, ponders, and makes up her mind.
Perhaps she laid it on so heavy about my lack of "finish," as she called it, that when my one moment came to speak and say in my plain way a word or two, it gagged me in my throat and would not slide out. In those days a French Jew, named Vorpin, had a place just off the Grand Canal, called "Trois Folies," and by waiting till mid-evening for dinner, we could find the café well-nigh empty.
I know not why it is that we should look and act so very disgracefully abroad; but I never meet in any spot out of this happy island, a single Englishman, without instinctively blushing for my native country. "Garcon, garcon," cried a stout gentleman, who made one of three at the table next to us. "Donnez-nous une sole frite pour un, et des pommes de terre pour trois!"
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