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Diane entered from the bedroom, ravishingly dressed for the street in a costume that well set off her perfect figure. She was a picture of beauty with her ivory complexion, her mass of dark brown hair, and the wonderfully large and deep eyes that had been one of her chief charms at the Folies Bergere. "Good boy!" she cried. "You did not keep me waiting long. But you look as glum as a bear.
I'll bring some when I call. Good-day to you, me dear," and they bustled on into the arms of the parson's family and other people who were waiting to give them a gushing welcome at the gate. Grandmamma laughed so when I told her about them! Two days afterwards Mrs. Grandmamma was seated as usual in the old Louis XV. bergère, which is one of our household gods.
And this is how you keep your word! You are selfish, unkind! I hate you!" She continued to reproach him, growing more and more angry. Words of the lowest Parisian argot, picked up from her companions of the Folies Bergere, fell from her lovely lips words that brought a blush of shame, a look of horror and repulsion, to Jack's face. "Diane," he said pleadingly, as he bent over the couch.
As to Prométhée, even if the last part is not in harmony with the rest of it, the work was well worthy the honor of a performance, which the proud society in the Rue Bergère had accorded it. By these refusals Seghers was deprived of the support of two powerful protectors. Pasdeloup craftily took advantage of the situation.
'Only I didn't wear a cap, but a hat a la bergere de Trianon; and though I was powdered, yet my hair shone through it, positively shone through it like gold! Malania Pavlovna was foolish to the point of 'holy innocence, as it is called; she chattered quite at random, as though she were hardly aware herself of what dropped from her lips and mostly about Orlov.
The chances are that he will never know us, for the shock of this night to his normal soul is so great as to wipe out memory. "The next evening, about the same hour, my sister insisted that I should go with her to the Folies Bergère, a concert garden, none too well frequented, and when I remonstrated, she said: 'I must go, It is there, and the words sent a shiver through me.
It was mid-summer, and on the road came the news that the cholera was raging in Paris. It would not do to enter the city till cooler weather came. So they tarried at Tours for six weeks till the sickness abated. The Conservatory of Music stood at the corner of the Rue Faubourg—Poissonière and the Rue Bergère in the old part of the city of Paris.
Nothing is doing in the lecture-rooms, and I have the whole day before me. Meaning, therefore, to enjoy it over the fire and a book, I wisely begin it by a walk. From the Cité Bergère, out along the right-hand side of the Boulevards, down past the front of the Madeleine, across the Place de la Concorde, and up the Champs Elysées as far as the Arc de Triomphe; this is the route I take in going.
The house in which I lived in the Cité Bergère was, in fact, a double house, and contained no fewer than thirty tenants, some of whom had wives, children, and servants. It consisted of six floors, and each floor contained from eight to ten rooms.
The diarist Infessura, who was not there, takes it upon himself to describe the comedy as ``lascivious. Lascivious the comedies of the time commonly were, but later writers, instead of drawing their ideas from the eyewitness, prefer the dark hints of Infessura, and are persuaded that the comedy, the whole festivity, was ``obscene. Hence arises the notion, so popular, that the second Borgia Pope delighted in shows which anticipated those of the Folies Bergere, or which surpassed the danse du ventre in lust-excitation.
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