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Updated: July 10, 2025
During the life of Monsieur Bonderoi, the lawyer, people said that she utilized his clerks for her own particular service. She is one of those respectable middle-class women, with secret vices, and inflexible principles, of whom there are so many. She liked good-looking young fellows, and I should like to know what is more natural than that? Do not we all like pretty girls?"
"As soon as old Bonderoi was dead, his widow began to live the peaceful and irreproachable life of a woman with a fair, fixed income. She went to church assiduously, and spoke evil of her neighbors, but gave no handle to anyone for speaking ill of her, and when she grew old she became the little wizened, sour-faced, mischievous woman whom you know.
I am Madame Bonderoi, and my address is No. 6, Rue de la Tranchée. 'You may rely upon my being there, Madame. And then she went away, looking very pleased, and she added: 'I am very much obliged to you, soldier. 'I am obliged to you, Madame, I replied. But I plagued my head about the matter, until the time came, all the same.
Madame Bonderoi, the old lady in a lace cap, the devout, the holy, the honorable Madame Bonderoi, whose little false curls looked as if they were glued round her head. "That is the very woman." "Oh! Come, you must be mad." "I swear to you that it is Madame Bonderoi." "Then please give me the details." "Here they are.
And when Monsieur de Courville observed that their friend had made such long and useless attempts, she merely said: "Nonsense! When a man loves his wife, you know ... that sort of thing adjusts itself to the situation." And Monsieur de Courville made no reply, as he felt rather confused himself. "Madame Bonderoi?" "Yes, Madame Bonderoi." "Impossible." "I tell you it is."
But how was it all arranged, in the end?" "How? It is a joke in a thousand!... Mother Bonderoi keeps her two dragoons, and reserves his own particular day for each of them, and in that way everybody is satisfied." "Oh! That is capital! Really capital!" "And he can send his old father and mother the money as usual, and thus morality is satisfied." To the Abbé Louis d'Ennemare, at Soissons.
The rules about military honor are very severe, and so a duel took place between them. After the duel they became reconciled, and when their officer questioned them, they told him what their quarrel had been about. They had fought on Madame Bonderoi's account." "Oh!" "Yes, my dear fellow, about Madame Bonderoi." "But I will let Trooper Siballe speak." "This is how it was, Captain.
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