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"I'm not such a fool.... Just you try it on.... Allez-vous promener," * she used to say. Often seeing the success she had with young and old men and women Pierre could not understand why he did not love her. * "You clear out of this." "Yes, I never loved her," said he to himself; "I knew she was a depraved woman," he repeated, "but dared not admit it to myself.
"Comment allez-vous auj ourd'hui?" "J'm'porte tres bien, merci, Mo'sieu Rene," was the quick response; "et vous?" "Oh, I'm as lively as a cricket." "Going a hunting?" "No, just up here a little way just on business up to Mo'sieu Roussillon's for a moment."
The Grenadiers of the Imperial Guard stopped his carriage, made the prince descend, and conducted him before a little man with clean-cut features, whom he at once knew as the Emperor returned from Elba. "Ou allez-vous, Monaco?" asked Napoleon bluntly. "Sire," replied Honore IV., "je vais a la decouverte de mon royaume." The Emperor smiled.
She was the only woman he had never been able to bully into a state of collapse. He turned on the ring-master, who was grinning to himself. "Allez-vous en! I'll see to this." Señor Valdez looked uncomfortable.
Passford," said the wounded commander, with a slight smile on his pale face. "Comment allez-vous ce matin?" "Très bien, Monsieur le capitaine. Je suis bien fâché que vous êtes blessé. "I take my turn with my men, Mr. Passford, and my officers do the same. The fortune of war is with you again, and I congratulate you on the success which has attended you.
"France!" cried Heyward, advancing from the shadow of the trees to the shore of the pond, within a few yards of the sentinel. "D'ou venez-vous ou allez-vous, d'aussi bonne heure?" demanded the grenadier, in the language and with the accent of a man from old France. "Je viens de la decouverte, et je vais me coucher." "Etes-vous officier du roi?"
What was I, that I could defend her, left there as helpless as she, while her great heart throbbed under me? It was easy to say "Allez-vous en va!" and I said it, not once, but again and again, each time more emphatically than before. Nobody paid the slightest attention, however, except, perhaps to find an extra spice of pleasure in tormenting me.
"France!" cried Heyward, advancing from the shadow of the trees to the shore of the pond, within a few yards of the sentinel. "D'où venez-vous où allez-vous, d'aussi bonne heure?" demanded the grenadier, in the language and with the accent of a man from old France. "Je viens de l
Suddenly, as we were passing a narrow place, with thick bushes on either side, some large hands were laid on my shoulders, and a rough negro voice said "Qui etes-vous, jeunes gens?" "Amis, j'espere," I replied readily, summoning to my aid a large proportion of the French I had learned from Colonel Pinchard. "Ou allez-vous donc?" was next asked.
Zita's face darkened like a thunder-cloud. "Madame?" she said, turning and raising her eyes with a defiant look. "Would your friends mind speaking a little more softly? Signor Rivarez is very unwell." The gipsy flung down her violets. "Allez-vous en!" she said, turning sharply on the astonished officers. "Vous m'embetez, messieurs!" She went slowly out into the road. Gemma closed the window.
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