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Montricher, the celebrated constructor of the great aqueduct of Marseilles, was the engineer who designed and partly carried out the plans, and after his lamentable death the work has been directed with equal ability by Bermont and Brisse. See Leon De Rothou, Prosciugamento del Lago Fucino, 8vo.
Do I err or not, in thinking that the name of Glipper no longer pleases you, dear Junker?" "No, Father Damianus! You are right, a thousand times right. It is no sin, to desire a free Holland." "Who told you it was one?" "Canon Bermont and our chaplain." "Then we are of a different opinion concerning this temporal matter. Give to God the things that are God's, and remain where the Lord placed you.
Do I err or not, in thinking that the name of Glipper no longer pleases you, dear Junker?" "No, Father Damianus! You are right, a thousand times right. It is no sin, to desire a free Holland." "Who told you it was one?" "Canon Bermont and our chaplain." "Then we are of a different opinion concerning this temporal matter. Give to God the things that are God's, and remain where the Lord placed you.
The sportsman, becoming excited, rushed forward with rapid strides, thrusting aside the briers which stood in his path, and he disappeared in his turn into the thicket, in quest of his game. Almost at the same instant, a second shot was heard. "Ha! ha! the rascal!" exclaimed M. Bermont, "he will unearth a hare down there."
Do I err or not, in thinking that the name of Glipper no longer pleases you, dear Junker?" "No, Father Damianus! You are right, a thousand times right. It is no sin, to desire a free Holland." "Who told you it was one?" "Canon Bermont and our chaplain." "Then we are of a different opinion concerning this temporal matter. Give to God the things that are God's, and remain where the Lord placed you.
In the spacious dining-room kitchen, Hautot Senior and Hautot Junior, M. Bermont, the tax-collector, and M. Mondaru, the notary were taking a pick and drinking a glass before going out to shoot, for it was the opening day. Hautot Senior, proud of all his possessions, talked boastfully beforehand of the game which his guests were going to find on his lands.
M. Bermont, the tax-collector, a stout little man, who showed on his red cheeks a thin network of violet veins resembling the tributaries and the winding courses of rivers on maps, asked: "And hares are there any hares on it?" Hautot Senior answered: "As much as you like, especially in the Puysatier lands."
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