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Then, when Idamore saw he had got hold of the old man, through his sister, you understand, he threw over my daughter, and now he has got hold of a little actress at the Funambules. And that was how my daughter came to get married, as you will see " "But you must know where the mattress-picker lives?" said Josepha. "What! old Chardin? As if he lived anywhere at all!

I have just come back after waiting there for five hours, and you did not come." "I did go there, good and charitable lady!" replied the mattress-picker. "But there was a game at pool going on at the Cafe des Savants, Rue du Cerf-Volant, and every man has his fancy. Now, mine is billiards. If it wasn't for billiards, I might be eating off silver plate.

The Baroness, all feeling and all hope, related her visit to Josepha, expressed her sense of the misery of such women in the midst of good fortune, and mentioned Chardin the mattress-picker, the father of the Oran storekeeper, thus showing that her hopes were not groundless.

"She got to know a claqueur, madame, saving your presence, a man paid to clap, you know, the grand nephew of an old mattress-picker of the Faubourg Saint-Marceau.

"She got to know a claqueur, madame, saving your presence, a man paid to clap, you know, the grand nephew of an old mattress-picker of the Faubourg Saint-Marceau.

"What is it, Louise?" asked one and another. "A man who wants to see Mademoiselle Fischer." "Who is the man?" asked Lisbeth. "He is in rags, mademoiselle, and covered with flue like a mattress-picker; his nose is red, and he smells of brandy. He is one of those men who work half of the week at most."

I have just come back after waiting there for five hours, and you did not come." "I did go there, good and charitable lady!" replied the mattress-picker. "But there was a game at pool going on at the Cafe des Savants, Rue du Cerf-Volant, and every man has his fancy. Now, mine is billiards. If it wasn't for billiards, I might be eating off silver plate.

"What is it, Louise?" asked one and another. "A man who wants to see Mademoiselle Fischer." "Who is the man?" asked Lisbeth. "He is in rags, mademoiselle, and covered with flue like a mattress-picker; his nose is red, and he smells of brandy. He is one of those men who work half of the week at most."

Then, when Idamore saw he had got hold of the old man, through his sister, you understand, he threw over my daughter, and now he has got hold of a little actress at the Funambules. And that was how my daughter came to get married, as you will see " "But you must know where the mattress-picker lives?" said Josepha. "What! old Chardin? As if he lived anywhere at all!

The Baroness, all feeling and all hope, related her visit to Josepha, expressed her sense of the misery of such women in the midst of good fortune, and mentioned Chardin the mattress-picker, the father of the Oran storekeeper, thus showing that her hopes were not groundless.