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Updated: May 6, 2025


Ragged hills of ice were thrown up, as if they'd been heaved out by the breaking earth, jutting here and there like wedges like the teeth of a world. Alors, on one crag, shaped as an anvil, I saw what struck me like a blow, and I felt the blood shoot out of my heart and leave it dry. I was for a minute like a pump with no water in its throat to work the piston and fetch the stream up.

But when they marry ..." She finished the sentence with the ghost of a shrug, and turned to Rose. "Can you account for them? Were you wondering at them, too, with those great eyes of yours? Alors! Are we puzzled by the same thing? What is it, to you, they lack?" Rose stirred a little uneasily. "I don't know very much," she said.

But they rose, by degrees, till, at the end, each was beset by a force so powerful that action had become an impossibility. Their farewell ran thus: "When do you wish me again, Monsieur?" "When you can come, Madame." "In two days?" "Yes; in two days." "Alors au revoir!" "Au revoir, Madame."

Vous n'avez jamais lu un seul vers de mes poèmes? Alors, c'est étonnant." And then: "C'est que la réalité est plus forte que nous." The revolting irony of it!

La Terre vient de sortir des MAINS du CREATEUR. Des causes preparees par sa SAGESSE font developper de toutes parts les Germes. Les Etres organises commencent a jouir de l'existence. Ils etoient probablement alors bien differens de ce qu'ils sont aujourd'hui. Ils l'etoient autant que ce premier Monde differoit de celui que nous habitons.

I remonstrated, but he was firm. "Alors," I told the waiter, "pour Monsieur un verre de l'eau fraiche, et pour moi un demi blonde." Pethel asked me to tell him who every one was. I told him no one was any one in particular, and suggested that we should talk about ourselves. "You mean," he laughed, "that you want to know who the devil I am?" I assured him that I had often heard of him.

Evidently this kiss Elodie did not feel in her toes, for she walked along carelessly beside him to the door of her hotel, a hostelry possibly a shade more poverty-stricken in a flag paved by-street, a trifle staler-smelling than his own, and there put out a friendly hand of dismissal. "We will write to each other?" "It is agreed." "Alors, au revoir." "Au revoir, Elodie, et merci."

'Alors vous parlez Francais, Madame? 'Mais oui, Monsieur, she answered with pure intonation. We had a little talk in French, and then the old man got his can filled with porter the evening drink for a party of reapers who were working on the hill bought a pennyworth of sweets, and went back down the road.

The new Premier Was the most generous-hearted of men, only too ready to forgive and forget. His motto was Alors comme alors, and he dismissed from consideration all memories of past intrigues.

Alors, vous vous ap-pel-lez KEW MANGZ, m'est-ce pas? Edouard KEW-MANGZ?" "Oh," I said, relieved, "yes." It was really amazing, the way he writhed around the G. "Comment ca se prononce en anglais?" I told him. He replied benevolently, somewhat troubled "uh-ah uh-ah uh-ah why are you here, KEW-MANGZ?" At this question I was for one moment angrier than I had ever before been in all my life.

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