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A peasant was drawing water at the pump, and the handle made a noise; a priest chatted with three French ladies who had come over from a neighbouring seaside resort. And then a woman in deep mourning emerged from a tiny shop and took her bicycle from against the wall and spoke to me. "Vous etes Americain, monsieur?" I acknowledged it.
"Il faudroit," dit elle, "etre belle et jeune." "Ah, madame!" reprit le complimenteur naivement, "vous etes bien la preuve du contraire." Locke's Essay concerning the Human Understanding, fifteenth edit. vol. i. p. 292. "De moi je commence a douter tout de ben. Pourtant quand je me tate, et quand je me rappelle, Il me semble que je suis moi."
When he published his History of the Kingdom of Naples, a friend congratulating him on its success, said: 'Mon ami, vous vous êtes mis une couronne sur la tête, mais une couronne d'épines. His attacks on the Church led to persecution, in the end he made a retractation, but nevertheless he died in prison. Nouv. Biog. Gén. xx. 422. See ante, ii. 119.
At the far end of the second story hall she perceived the Vicomte, who had not appeared at breakfast, coming out of his room. She paused with her hand on the walnut post and laughed a little, so ludicrous was his expression as he approached her. "Ah, Mademoiselle, que vous etes mechante!" he exclaimed. "But I forgive you, if you will not go off with that stock-broker.
"C'est tout bien pour vous, parce que vous etes toujours ici; mais moi, je suis chez moi, et si elles sortez quand je ne suis pas ici, je serais mad!" "J'expect qu'elles sorteraient quand nous sommes tous loin. C'est toujours le fashion!" sighed Chrissie, acutely conscious that her French was superior to that of her friend, but politely ignoring the fact. "Moi aussi," assented Kitty.
Si vous etes de ses amies, elle vous dira ce qui en est."* * "Correspondance complete du Mme. du Deffand," vol. i. The letters for the succeeding year contain frequent references to Carlisle's youthful passion.
8 mars. Je vous remercie de votre sympathie, my dear Sir. J'y comptais. Vous etes un des anciens temoins de ma vie et de mon bonheur. Il a ete grand; mais le bonheur se paye. Je me soumets douloureusement mais sans murmure. La vie est ainsi faite. C'est pour mon gendre Cornelis de Witt que je ressens une pitie profonde.
"'Twas all one," he replied. If Alexander, King of Macedon, could have translated your Lordship, said I, I'm sure your Lordship would not have said so. The poor Count de B- fell but into the same ERROR. Et, Monsieur, est-il Yorick? cried the Count. Je le suis, said I. Vous? Moi, moi qui ai l'honneur de vous parler, Monsieur le Comte. Mon Dieu! said he, embracing me, Vous etes Yorick!
The conclusion of the interview was foregone; of its humours I remember only one. "Baronet?" demanded the magistrate, glancing up from the passport. "Alors, monsieur, vous êtes le fils d'un baron?"
Vous vous êtes donné la peine de naître! In that sentence one can hear far off, but distinct the flash and snap of the guillotine. To those happy listeners, though, no such sound was audible. Their speculations went another way.
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