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I trifle away my time, and VOILA. I love you, and once more VOILA. Yours with all my heart. My kindest regards to Madame Franchomme. 48, Dover Street. Write to me, I will write to you also. Were Chopin now to make his appearance in London, what a stir there would be in musical society!
Would you know her in the actual flesh say, on Broadway? Brunette, of course, jet-black hair banded a la Merode over the ears, a little droop at the corners of her mouth. Voila! The Queen of Spades. Let us go out and look for her." "A proposition," I remarked, judicially, "that savors of the rankest lunacy. And yet, why not?
Monsieur Deville, quickly recovering his habitual gaiety, chirruped: "Have I not said, Mees Hale, to your father that hees gairl sall be safe as ze baby in ze cradle? Have I not keep my word? Ze leetle blow of ze wind, it is all ovair. What we care now for ze boat-wreckair, ze bad robbair? Voila! have we not brush away ze mosquito?
"Voila les oubliettes! Voila les oubliettes! Subterranean! Frightful! Black! Terrible! Deadly! Les oubliettes de l'Inquisition!" My blood ran cold, as I looked from Goblin, down into the vaults, where these forgotten creatures, with recollections of the world outside of wives, friends, children, brothers starved to death, and made the stones ring with their unavailing groans.
Voila, ma chere, at the end of a few years she comes back to you, and you will not know her! A young woman, with grace, with charm, with what shall I say? an air such as your English girls do not know how to possess, and everyone shall say, `How she is accomplished, that Pixie! How she is clever and chic!"
Celestine's tirade had brought back the memory of his student days with a rush. 'En voila une scene! C'est rasant, vous savez. Faut rentret ca, mademoiselle. Du reste, c'est bien imprudent, croyez-moi. Hang it! Have some common sense! If the inspector downstairs heard you saying that kind of thing, you would get into trouble. And don't wave your fists about so much; you might hit something.
And by-and-by dere come to Mathurin a letter voila, dat is a letter! It have one, two, three, twenty seals; and de King he say to Mathurin: 'Merci mille fois, m'sieu'; you are ver' polite. I tank you. I will keep your verses to tell me dat my French subjects are all loyal like M. Mathurin. Dat is ver' nice, but Mathurin is not proud non. He write six verses for my granmudder hein?
Margot's modesty! "It is very extraordinary," said he, "very extraordinary, for I have no time to give myself up to those affairs; it is not, Monsieur, as if I had your leisure to employ all the little preliminary arts of creating la belle passion. Non, Monsieur, I go to church, to the play, to the Tuilleries, for a brief relaxation and me voila partout accable with my good fortune. "Bah!
Good gracious, gentlemen! enough of this foolish talk! Let them cut this Lambernier's throat and put an end to the subject! The theatre for dramatic music, the church for sacred! Le vin, le jeu; les belles, Voila mes seuls amours." A general protestation rose from the whole table at this verse, which was roared out in a lugubrious voice.
"There's many a fool, 'voila," sharply interjected Pierre, as he pushed the needle through a button he was sewing on his coat. "Bedad, there's a pair of fools here, anyway, I say; for the women might die without lift at waist or brush of lip, and neither of ye'd say, 'Here's to the joy of us, goddess, me own!"
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