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Updated: May 7, 2025
'There is trouble in it, I know. It is the broken glass coming true. Mais, Voyons! c'est plus fort que moi! Do you care so much would it break your heart would you let me work and never, never get in the way? Would you be content that art should come first and you second? I can promise you no more than that not one little inch! Would you be content? Say! He ran to her with a cry.
«C'est auprès de cette sommité élevée qu'étoit située une montagne qui s'éboula en 1751, avec un fracas si épouvantable, et une poussière si épaisse et si obscure, que bien de gens crurent que c'étoit la fin du monde.»
There were five minutes when I sat there and Viola crouched on the floor beside me with her face hidden on my knees and her hands grabbing me tighter and tighter. And the door opened and I saw two nuns looking in. I heard one say to another, "C'est sa pauvre femme qui devient folle." And the door closed on us. "All that fuss about a hand!"
Ah, I have no business to joke, you look so solemn; you think my tricks are satanic; but what was it in your book, 'C'est moi, l'Eternel, qui fais toutes les choses la'?" and as Zachariah advanced to the doors he made him a bow with a grace which no lady of quality could have surpassed. He walked home with many unusual thoughts.
I got up, and standing beside her, I quoted: "Ships that pass in the night and speak each other in passing; Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life we pass and speak one another, Only a look and a voice; then darkness again and silence." "Mais, c'est vrai!" she said, musingly. "The Tahitian woman will not endure that.
This did not serve to remove the impression of shiftiness, for her answers were seldom to the point. Wasn't it true, she was asked, that in Locmine she had been followed and insulted with cries: ``C'est la femme au foie blanc; elle porte la mort avec elle!? Nobody had ever said anything of the sort to her, was her sullen answer. A useless denial.
A distinguished shining character is irresistible with them; they crowd to, nay, they even quarrel for the danger in hopes of the triumph. 'Mais c'est la leur affaire'. Divide your time between useful occupations and elegant pleasures. The morning seems to belong to study, business, or serious conversations with men of learning and figure; not that I exclude an occasional hour at a toilette.
Then Ugolina passed by them describing the poetry of the motion of the spheres in a full flow of impassioned eloquence to M. Delabarbe de l'Empereur: 'C'est toujours vrai; ce que mademoiselle dit est toujours vrai, was the Frenchman's answer, which they heard thrice repeated.
Mais Napoleon Empereur, c'est autre chose, je l'extirperai du sol de l'Europe. Et celui qui parla ainsi toujours sut garder sa promesse, celle-la comme toutes les autres. Je l'ai dit, et je le repete, cet homme est l'egal de Napoleon par le genie; comme trempe de caractere, comme droiture, comme elevation de pensee et de but, il est d'une tout autre espece.
It held them both. Then she lifted her bodily in her arms, swung her on her back and ran splashing knee-deep in water to solid ground. "Sacré bon Dieu!" she sobbed as she staggered with her burden. "C'est ma belle petite!" For weeks Yvonne lay in the hut of the worst vagabond of Pont du Sable. So did a mite of humanity with black eyes who cried and laughed when he pleased.
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