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"'Yes, Admiral, said I, 'as well as you are. "'Your fortune's made, then, my brave fellow, said he, slapping me on the shoulder. 'The finest frigate in the English navy is a less prize than this. "Mille tonnerres! how the others stared at me then. But I stood without minding how they looked, for I was the same Paul Dupont they laughed at a few minutes before.
The Count and De Mille entered with the Jew into a chamber. In a little while there were heard cries and struggles from within. A waiter passing by the room, looked in, and seeing the Jew weltering in his blood, shut the door again, double-locked it, and alarmed the house. Lestang rushed downstairs, made his way to the hotel, secured his most portable effects, and fled the country.
The colonel listened interested at first, then looked mystified. At last he frowned. "You hesitate mille tonerres! Haven't I told you that I will condescend to argue with you as a friend?" "Yes, colonel," answered Lieutenant D'Hubert softly, "but I am afraid that after you have heard me out as a friend, you will take action as my superior officer." The attentive colonel snapped his jaws.
Stay, though, at four o'clock M. Werbrust's friend came, a young fellow from Messrs. du Tillet & Co., in the Rue Joubert." "All right," said Castanier, and he hurried away. The sickening sensation of heat that he had felt when he took back the pen returned in greater intensity. "Mille diables!" thought he, as he threaded his way along the Boulevard de Gand, "haven't I taken proper precautions?
She looked up at last and there was a slight frown upon her forehead. "I am still a little down, starting from where I had the ten mille," she sighed. "I thought " She stopped short. There was a curious change in her face. Her eyes were fixed upon some person approaching. Draconmeyer turned quickly in his chair. Almost as he did so, Hunterleys paused before their table.
The poets were all employed in praising him; and Lebrun, with but little of the Pindaric fire in his soul, composed the following distich, which certainly is not worth much: "Heros, cher a la paix, aux arts, a la victoire Il conquit en deux ans mille siecles de gloire." The two councils were not disposed to be behind the Directory in the manifestation of joy.
"Mille grazie, signor!" "It is of no consequence." They arrived on the ground, and the seconds loaded the pistols. Michel asked permission of Yanski to say two words to him. "Speak!" said Varhely.
Cependant j'ai entendu dire que sur ces cent vingt mille hommes il n'y en avoit que la moitié, c'est-
One must understand a thing to be able to enjoy it; and I'll be sworn Mam'selle Josephine was infinitely more bored last night than yourself." Our conversation, or rather his monologue, was here interrupted by the ringing of the outer bell. The artist sat up, took his pipe from his lips, and looked considerably disturbed. "Mille tonnerres!" said he in a low tone.
He took out the warrant and held it at a safe distance before Lucas's eyes. A great light broke in on that personage. "Mille tonnerres! I am not the Comte de Mar!" "Oh, you say that now, do you? Pity you had not thought of it sooner." "But I am not the Comte de Mar! I am Paul de Lorraine, nephew to my Lord Mayenne." "Why don't you say straight out that you're the Duc de Guise?"
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