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Berthelini wondered why; he did not know the antecedents of the Garde Champêtre; he had never heard of a little story about postage-stamps. But the public knew all about the postage-stamps and enjoyed the coincidence hugely.
How does the scenery affect you among these wild hills of ours?" "Well, the fact is," began Stubbs he was about to say that he didn't care for scenery, which was not at all true, being, on the contrary, only an athletic undergraduate pretension; but he had begun to suspect that Berthelini liked a different sort of meat, and substituted something else: "The fact is, I think it jolly.
How does the scenery affect you among these wild hills of ours?" "Well, the fact is," began Stubbs he was about to say that he didn't care for scenery, which was not at all true, being, on the contrary, only an athletic undergraduate pretension; but he had begun to suspect that Berthelini liked a different sort of meat, and substituted something else "The fact is, I think it jolly.
Madame Berthelini, who was art and part with him in these undignified labours, had perhaps a higher position in the scale of beings, and enjoyed a natural dignity of her own.
His office was a den, whence passers-by could hear rude accents laying down, not the law, but the good pleasure of the Commissary. Six several times in the course of the day did M. Berthelini hurry thither in quest of the requisite permission for his evening's entertainment; six several times he found the official was abroad.
"Mine is Berthelini Leon Berthelini, ex-artist of the theatres of Montrouge, Belleville, and Montmartre. Humble as you see me, I have created with applause more than one important ROLE. The Press were unanimous in praise of my Howling Devil of the Mountains, in the piece of the same name.
Accustomed as he was to the rubs of his profession, Berthelini was unpleasantly affected by the landlord's manner. "Elvira," said he to his wife, "mark my words: Castel-le-Gachis is a tragic folly." "Wait till we see what we take," replied Elvira. "We shall take nothing," returned Berthelini; "we shall feed upon insults.
He was at the top of his register, with his head thrown back and his mouth open, when the door was thrown violently open, and a pair of new comers marched noisily into the cafe. It was the Commissary, followed by the Garde Champetre. The undaunted Berthelini still continued to proclaim, "Y a des honnetes gens partout!" But now the sentiment produced an audible titter among the audience.
He was at the top of his register, with his head thrown back and his mouth open, when the door was thrown violently open, and a pair of new-comers marched noisily into the café. It was the Commissary, followed by the Garde Champêtre. The undaunted Berthelini still continued to proclaim, "Y a des honnêtes gens partout!" But now the sentiment produced an audible titter among the audience.
When he wore an overcoat he scorned to pass the sleeves; a single button held it round his shoulders; it was tossed backwards after the manner of a cloak, and carried with the gait and presence of an Almaviva. I am of opinion that M. Berthelini was nearing forty. But he had a boy's heart, gloried in his finery, and walked through life like a child in a perpetual dramatic performance.
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