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"Giuseppe, we are to have a party a week from to-night, five hundred invitations, there is the list." The day comes. "Madam, do you remember you have your party to-night?" "Why, so I have! Everything right? supper and all?" "All as it should be, Madam." "Send up Victorine." "Victorine, full toilet for this evening, pink, diamonds, and emeralds. Coiffeur at seven. Allez."
You shall be celebrated, allez!" "Vain words, vain words, my dear!" and she turned off again in her impatience. "I know of course," she added quickly, "that to befool yourself with such twaddle you must be pretty bad." "Yes, I'm pretty bad," he admitted, looking at her dismally.
Allez, marchez!" they smiled at their different admirers in the reserved seats with such openness that Don Custodio, after looking toward Pepay's box to assure himself that she was not doing the same thing with some other admirer, set down in his note-book this indecency, and to make sure of it lowered his head a little to see if the actresses were not showing their knees.
They were girls of fourteen, always clad in the Virgin's colors, blue and white, having been dedicated to the Blessed Virgin at their baptism. They played a duet from "Zampa," and at the earnest solicitation of every one present followed it with the overture to "The Poet and the Peasant." "Allez vous-en! Sapristi!" shrieked the parrot outside the door.
The music ceased, there came feminine laughter across the water, then Nick's voice, in French that dared everything: "Go away and amuse yourselves at the dance. Peste, it is scarce an hour ago I threatened to row ashore and break your heads. Allez vous en, jaloux!"
You don't know your own countrymen when you see them! Did you approach them?" "No." "Then what in the name of common sense sent you flying down here to scare us like that? You've got no business spreading panic broadcast. If you don't turn around and scamper home, the way you came, I'll have you arrested. Allez!" My nerves had stood the strain as long as possible.
A planton was standing in The Enormous Room, a planton roaring and cursing and crying, "Hurry, those who are going to go." The Black Holster was roaring: "Allez, nom de Dieu, l'americain!" I went down the room with B. and Pete, and shook hands with both at the door. The other partis, alias The Trick Raincoat and The Fighting Sheeney, were already on the way downstairs.
"Pardonnez-vous l'un l'autre de bon coeligeur, entierement, ainsi que doivent faire loyaux chretiens, et, s'il vous plait de guerroyer, allez contre les Sarrasins." It was long, but it was good, and had the sterling ring to it. It is my opinion that it was as fine and simple and straightforward and eloquent a state paper as she ever uttered.
"Bon jour, mon Prince!" he added, as a dark, intelligent native cantered by on a neat chestnut. "Vous allez boire un verre de bière?"
"C'est ca," said the old consul, flinging the passport across the table, with the air of a man who thoroughly comprehended the applicant's pretension to the designation of gentilhomme Anglais. "Will you be seated ma'mselle?" said the polite old Frenchman, who had hitherto been more like a bear than a human being "Ou allez vous donc; where to, ma chere?" "To Paris, sir." "By Calais?"
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