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"Tell us the reason of this cruelty, you who are all heart," said Athenais to La Valliere. "Let me explain it by a single word virtue. You will perhaps deny the existence of virtue?" "Come, Louise, tell us the truth," said Aure, taking her by the hand. "What do you wish me to tell you?" cried La Valliere.
No one can have done better than you have, in all respects, et de l'aveu de tout le monde; but you are, I see, non nescius aure fallacis, and in Ireland the winds rise suddenly, and are violent and blast, quand on y pense le moins. You have, I understand, made Mr.
No. 141. Saturday, August 11, 1711. Steele. ... Migravit ab Aure voluptas Omnis ... Hor. In the present Emptiness of the Town, I have several Applications from the lower Part of the Players, to admit Suffering to pass for Acting. They in very obliging Terms desire me to let a Fall on the Ground, a Stumble, or a good Slap on the Back, be reckoned a Jest.
"Pray be seated, madame," said Montalais, offering her a chair, which she placed so that the back was towards the closet. "Thank you, Mademoiselle Aure thank you. Come my child, be quick." "Where do you wish me to go, madame?" "Why, home, to be sure; have you not to prepare your toilette?"
Postea ad aliquantam moram simili modo dicit alias philosophorum, minimus digitus in aure: et ecce hoc omnes faciunt, donec dicat, sufficit: sic in aliam horam, seu moram dicit, manus vestra super os, et postea manus super caput. Atque in hunc modum iuxta temporis cursum imponunt facienda signa diuersa. Innuunt in eis latere magna mysteria, et quodlibet horum factorum melodia terminat Musicorum.
"Because do you not see this brevet?" "To be sure I do." "Well, I would have got you a similar one." "By whose means?" "Malicorne's." "Aure, are you telling the truth? Is that possible?" "Malicorne is there; and what he has done for me, he surely can do for you."
"Monsieur le Vicomte," said Louise, with her quiet grace and ingenuous smile, "I have the honor to present to you Mademoiselle Aure de Montalais, maid of honor to her royal highness MADAME, and moreover my friend my excellent friend." Raoul bowed ceremoniously. "And me, Louise," said he "will you not present me also to mademoiselle?" "Oh, she knows you she knows all!"
The name and Christian name were carefully repeated by Monsieur. "Great heavens!" exclaimed Raoul, fixing his bewildered gaze upon the entrance doorway. "What's the matter?" inquired the prince; "was it Mademoiselle Aure de Montalais who made you utter such a 'Great heavens'?" "No, monseigneur, no," replied Raoul, pale and trembling.
Malicorne was also left out from amongst the men; and the grimace he made plainly said to Montalais, who was also forgotten, "Cannot we contrive to arrange matters with Fortune in such a manner that she shall not forget us?" to which a smile full of intelligence from Mademoiselle Aure, replied: "Certainly we can." The tickets were distributed to each according to the number listed.
"Louise," she said to her, "I want to talk to you, and seriously, too." "Good heavens! my dear Aure, what is the matter now?" "The matter is, that Madame suspects everything." "Explain yourself." "Is there any occasion for us to enter into explanations, and do you not understand what I mean?
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