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I'll sing you a lovely German song." She heaved a sigh and shut her eyes. "Ah, such a lovely one! But you can dance? Not that, either? Unmoglich! I'll teach you. The schottische and the valse-cosaque. Tra-la-la, tra-la-la," Emilie pirouetted once or twice. "Look at my shoes! From Warsaw. Oh, we will have some dancing, Mr. Florestan! But what are you going to call me?"
When I was at Warsaw, as I was a sayin, there was a Russian officer there who had lost both his arms in battle; a good natured contented critter, as I een amost ever see'd, and he was fed with spoons by his neighbors, but arter awhile they grew tired of it, and I guess he near about starved to death at last.
The Queen of Poland, as well acquainted as Frederic with the importance of those documents, had packed them up, had concealed them in her bed-chamber, and was about to send them off to Warsaw, when a Prussian officer made his appearance.
We have never had more delightful balls in Warsaw than have been given since so many Russian regiments have been stationed there." "You have danced with those who have murdered your brothers and relatives? danced while the people of Poland are trodden under foot!" "Ah, bah! Ne parlez pas du people!" cried the Countess Zamoiska, with a gesture of disgust.
These things now passing in the bomb- proof pit formed the climax of a narrative that had been running from the Warsaw office to the present hour.... For a moment in the story's grasp, Boylan did not hear the voice of the invaluable Dabnitz: "...He is under suspicion, sir," that young officer was saying to his chief.
On his hearing that a piece, entitled 'Misanthropie et Repentir', had been brought out at the Odeon, he said to me, "Bourrienne, you have been robbed." "I, General? how?" "You have been robbed, I tell you, and they are now acting your piece." I have already mentioned that during my stay at Warsaw I amused myself with translating a celebrated play of Kotzebue.
Little Betty was as charming as ever, but her mother seemed quite jealous of her and treated her ill. When I reached Konigsberg I sold my travelling carriage and took a place in a coach for Warsaw. We were four in all, and my companions only spoke German and Polish, so that I had a dreadfully tedious journey. At Warsaw I went to live with Villiers, where I hoped to meet Campioni.
Prussia, being again solicited, at length consented that Louis XVIII. should reside at Warsaw; but on the accession of Napoleon to the Empire the Prince quitted that residence in order to consult respecting his new situation with the only sovereign who had not deserted him in his misfortune, viz. the King of Sweden.
"Yes," said Boris with his lyrical inflection, "he who is not yet done with his life has much to think over." Moritz laughed scornfully: "H'mp, you've managed to crowd a good lot into yours already." "Oh, I've hardly begun yet," said Boris sleepily. Moritz now reflected as to what he could say, then he began, "Tell me, how was that affair in Warsaw with the dancer Zucchetti?
"Any answer?" he asked, at length. "No; that is, none that will do the matter justice." "Hartley friend o' yours?" "Yes; know him?" "Yes; he boarded where I did in Warsaw." When he came back again, the brakeman said to Albert, in a hesitating way: "Ain't going t' stop off long, I s'pose?" "May an' may not; depends on Hartley. Why?"
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