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During this time the two families, in their respective parts of the balcony, were talking familiarly together. The Violettes were quiet people, and preferred rather to listen to their neighbors than to talk themselves, making brief replies for politeness' sake "Ah!" "Is it possible?" "You are right." The Gerards liked to talk.
Camphor and oil of lavender were bought at the chemist's, and also a little scent sachet labelled 'Violettes de Parme'. They took the things home and found Cyril still on guard. When they had knocked and the golden voice of the Phoenix had said 'Come in, they went in. There lay the carpet or what was left of it and on it lay an egg, exactly like the one out of which the Phoenix had been hatched.
Both looked at the children, so comical and so graceful, as they made their little grimaces! Then the husband glanced at his wife, and the wife at the husband, and both burst out into hearty laughter. There never was any laughter in the apartment of the Violettes. It was cough! cough! cough! almost to suffocation, almost to death! This gentle young woman with the heavy hair was about to die!
Both looked at the children, so comical and so graceful, as they made their little grimaces! Then the husband glanced at his wife, and the wife at the husband, and both burst out into hearty laughter. There never was any laughter in the apartment of the Violettes. It was cough! cough! cough! almost to suffocation, almost to death! This gentle young woman with the heavy hair was about to die!
During this time the two families, in their respective parts of the balcony, were talking familiarly together. The Violettes were quiet people, and preferred rather to listen to their neighbors than to talk themselves, making brief replies for politeness' sake "Ah!" "Is it possible?" "You are right." The Gerards liked to talk.
Aloof she lay. Steadily rising from the water was a thick vapour that turned to dew on the window-pane. The air was heavy with scent of violets. These are the flowers of mourning; but their scent here and now signified nothing; for Eau de Violettes was the bath-essence that Zuleika always had. The bath-room was not of the white-gleaming kind to which she was accustomed.
During this time the two families, in their respective parts of the balcony, were talking familiarly together. The Violettes were quiet people, and preferred rather to listen to their neighbors than to talk themselves, making brief replies for politeness' sake "Ah!" "Is it possible?" "You are right." The Gerards liked to talk.
Everyone says of her, 'How perfectly impenetrable! I suspect that within there is only the confusion of a dusty garret." "I test people," said Eeldrop, "by the way in which I imagine them as waking up in the morning. I am not drawing upon memory when I imagine Edith waking to a room strewn with clothes, papers, cosmetics, letters and a few books, the smell of Violettes de Parme and stale tobacco.
They had just erected, within gunshot of the house where the Violettes and Gerards lived, a large five-story building, upon whose roof still trembled in the wind the masons' withered bouquets. But that was all.
"But a soldier of France is welcome everywhere," the girl falters. A mist rises to Raoul's eyes. He bears the cross of the Legion of Honor on his breast. The perfume from her hair is blown across his face. "Les violettes de Parme." The artist sinks in the soldier. Springing to the window, the girl's assenting hand, cold as ice, is clasped in his palm. "Isabel!" he cries. She trembles like a leaf.
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