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And now, it appears that they were wrong, "c'etait probablement une fantaisie de la part de ces dames." Would we wait for another cup? It would take but an instant, it was a little mistake, so easy to remedy.
I acted simply from honourable feeling." "Oh, heavens! What a stupid thing you've done!" I cried involuntarily. "Yes, yes," he assented with positive eagerness. "You have never said anything more just, c'etait bete, mais que faire? Tout est dit. I shall marry her just the same even if it be to cover 'another's sins. So there was no object in writing, was there?" "You're at that idea again!"
On hearing this, Roger expressed his regret at having so nearly ended the other's career. The little man's animosity had quite vanished, his black eyes shone with kindly affection which included his late enemy. "Ah, ça n'est rien, monsieur, ç'était ma faute, je vous assure! And how goes everything with you, mademoiselle?" "Quite all right, thank you, Jacques. And you?"
" Il y avait, une fois ici un individu connu sous le nom de Jim Smiley: c'etait dans l'hiver de 49, peut-etre bien au printemps de 50, je ne me reappelle pas exactement.
Then aloud, to Jacques as we learned the now sniffling father was called she presently asked, with the oil of encouragement in her tone: "You say your two were in the procession?" "Two! there were five in all. Even the babies walked. Did you see Jesu and the Magdalen? They were mine C'etait a moi, ca! For the priests will have them as many as they can get." "They are right.
Iokanaan, Iokanaan, tu as ete le seul homme que j'ai aime. Tous les autres hommes m'inspirent du degout. Mais, toi, tu etais beau. Ton corps etait une colonne d'ivoire sur un socle d'argent. C'etait un jardin plein de colombes et de lis d'argent. C'etait une tour d'argent ornee de boucliers d'ivoire. Il n'y avait rien au monde d'aussi blanc que ton corps.
Mais c'etait plus fort que moi!" he added, laughing. "I could not contain myself at seeing a lady so infamously insulted." Caroline and the Misses Selwyn were so much frightened by the whole fracas, that they were really unable to answer, and I was for the moment so much taken by surprise, that I could not find words to reply.
Bertrand went on as though he had been answered. "I kept watch all through the night, while she slept like an infant in my arms. You would have done the same. In the morning when the tide permitted, we laughed over the adventure and returned to Valpré. She went to her governess and I to the fortress. By then everybody in Valpré knew what had happened. They had believed that we were drowned, and when we reappeared all were astonished. Later they began to whisper, and that evening the villain Rodolphe, being intoxicated, proposed in my presence an infamous toast. I struck him in the mouth and knocked him down. He challenged me to a duel, and we fought early in the morning down on the sand. But that day the gods were not on my side. Christine and Cinders were gone to the sea to bathe, and, as they returned, they found us fighting. Le bon Cinders, he precipitate himself between us. La petite rush to stop him too late. Rodolphe is startled; he plunge, and my sword pierce his arm. C'était l
Doggie noted instantly how pale she was, and how tiny, faint little lines persisted at the corners of those lips in spite of the smile. "There is no reason for excuses, monsieur," she said. "The door was open to the view of everybody." "Pourtant," said Doggie, "c'était un peu mal élevé." She laughed. "Pardon. But it's droll.
What she said has been many times translated, but never with success. There is a haunting pathos about the original which eludes all efforts to convey it into our tongue. It is as subtle as an odor, and escapes in the transmission. Her words were these: "Il avait, a la peine, c'etait bien raison qu'il fut a l'honneur." 12 Joan's Master-Stroke Diverted
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