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"Well, he's at the house of a poor fellow down in that quarter who had just been at the police office to make his declaration to the Commissaire. Here's his address, which I took down: 'Pierron, rue des Cailloux, Levaïlois-Perret. With good horses you may reach your boy in less than an hour. Certainly, you won't find him in an aristocratic quarter; his surroundings won't be of the highest.
The German Professor, as usual. Ah, Mr. Koken, Mr. Koken those light words of yours have borne a heavy fruit. I possess four hundred implements now, and they will double the weight of my luggage and ruin my starched shirts, especially those formidable "praechellean" skull-cleavers. And I know exactly what the customs officer at Marseilles will say, when he peeps into my bag: "Tiens, des cailloux!
«Tous ces grès font effervescence avec l'eau-forte, mais les parties du réseau ferrugineux en font beaucoup moins que le fond même du grès. De même si l'on compare entr'eux les grès qui renferment des cailloux avec ceux qui n'en contiennent pas, on trouve dans ceux-ci plus de gluten calcaire, l'eau-forte diminue beaucoup plus leur cohérence.
I groped my way back to the inn over the infernal cailloux, feeling like a dis- comfited Dogberry. I had chosen it for the sake of this ex- ceptional ornament. It was damp and dark, and the floors felt gritty to the feet; it was an establishment at which the dreadful gras-double might have appeared at the table d'hote, as it had done at Narbonne.
On the extreme right we had pushed forward across the road where they were opposed in the centre by Epinette East Post, and on the left by some houses in the Rue itself, to both of which the Boche was still clinging tenaciously. The extreme left platoon was about 200 yards up the Rue de Cailloux and occupied one of the old keeps in the Sailly Tuning Fork Vielle Chapelle Line.
In that spirit many of them went after other pleasures down the byways of the city, and damned the price again, which was a hellish one. Who blames them? It was war that was to blame, and those who made war possible. Down the rue des Trois Cailloux, up and down, up and down, went English, and Scottish, and Irish, and Welsh, and Canadian, and Australian, and New Zealand fighting men.
«Les cailloux arrondis, qui out été long-temps exposés
I groped my way back to the inn over the infernal cailloux, feeling like a discomfited Dogberry. I had chosen it for the sake of this exceptional ornament. It was damp and dark, and the floors felt gritty to the feet; it was an establishment at which the dreadful gras-double might have appeared at the table d'hôte, as it had done at Narbonne.
«Je reconnus d'abord que les mêmes cailloux, les mêmes débris de marbre et d'ardoise qui couvraient le fond de la vallée, et que le Gave entraîne et remplace sans cesse, se trouvent aussi
Only the lady of the estaminet was unappeased. "They are bandits, these Australians!" she said to the world about her. The tall Australian shook hands with me in a comradely way. "Thanks for your trouble," he said. "It was the injustice I couldn't stick. I always pay the right price. I come from Australia." I watched him go slouching down the rue des Trois Cailloux, head above all the passers-by.
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