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"Do you mind sculling?" said Fleur severely. "I want to get in." "Ah!" said Mont; "but when you get in, you see, I shan't see you any more to-day. Fini, as the French girl said when she jumped on her bed after saying her prayers. Don't you bless the day that gave you a French mother, and a name like yours?" "I like my name, but Father gave it me. Mother wanted me called Marguerite."
In the closing hours, when at length all hope was abandoned, he was more than once heard to say: 'Tout est fini. On the eighth day, when death itself was approaching, his family and friends among these, Pourtales withdrew to an adjoining room, keeping watch over the patient through the open door.
Yes, yes, I can jest, because I am no more afraid, mon fils, nor ever shall be." Upon this I would have said something of my deep shame, and of the swine among whom I had wallowed. "No," she cried; "c'est fini, mon cher. It is all over. The swine will eat alone hereafter." She would hear no more, only adding, "As for me, I want to be told once how brave I was. Jack said so; indeed he did.
They did their work methodically, systematically. It was a sight to make the angels weep. As I left the ruined cathedral I met a couple of French poilus, and tried to talk with them. But they spoke "very leetle" English, and I fired all my French words at them in one sentence. "Oui, oui, madame," I said. "Encore pomme du terre. Fini!" They laughed, but we did no get far with our talk!
"Eh bien, mademoiselle?" said Eve tremulously, after a long pause. "C'est deja fini. Les Arabes se retirent et nos amis se sont empares du batiment. Cela a ete l'affaire d'un moment, et que le combat a ete glorieux! Ces jeunes gens sont vraiment dignes d'etre Francais, et le vieux capitaine, aussi.
You fancy you're throwing dust in my eyes, and you haven't thrown a grain. Pouff! Oh, la, la! Mais, c'est fini. As for my niece le bon Dieu l' a bien punie. For me to step in now would be to interfere with the chastisement of Providence. Le bon Dieu is always right. I'll say that for Him. Good morning." She touched a bell. "The man will show you to the door.
II., Revival of Learning, pp. 122-129. His real name was Tommaso di Ser Giovanni, of the family of Scheggia. Masaccio means in Tuscan, "Great hulking Tom," just as Masolino, his supposed master and fellow-worker, means "Pretty little Tom." Masolino was Tommaso di Cristofero Fini, born in 1384 in S. Croce.
Et puis," she added, with a fatalistic toss of her hands, "c'était fini. It was all over. Since then nothing!" She made a little dash as if to leave him, returning to utter what seemed like an afterthought. "It would have made her. It would have made me. We could have dictated to the Faubourg. We could have humiliated them like that." She stamped her foot.
No, monsieur Dan, tout est fini, we must say good-bye." She held out her hands and Dan impetuously seized them. Then, suddenly, she was in his arms and his lips were seeking hers. "I cannot let you go," he cried hoarsely. "I cannot say good-bye." For a moment he held her, but soon, almost brusquely, she repulsed him. "C'est folie, mon ami, folie! We lose our heads, we lose our hearts."
"Eh bien, ma chere" said Madame, after breakfast, drawing Mary into her little room,"c'est donc fini?" "Yes," said Mary, cheerfully. "Thou art content?" said Madame, passing her arm around her. "Well, then, I should be. But, Mary, it is like a marriage with the altar, like taking the veil, is it not?"
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