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Updated: June 27, 2025


"Walking here again, citizeness?" "You see me, citizen!" "But it's not my business," said he. And went on sawing his wood. Next day he was looking out for her, and accosted her the moment she appeared. "What? Walking here again, citizeness?" "Yes, citizen." "Ah! A child too! Your mother, is it not, my little citizeness?" "Do I say yes, mamma?" whispered little Lucie, drawing close to her.

Well, then, I would prefer to live as a plain citizeness of France. I like not the honorable distinctions of this country. They weary me. It is true, my health inclines me to be sad. I often feel very ill. If fate would bring me good health, then I should be entirely happy. I possess the most amiable husband that can be found. I have no occasion to desire anything. My wishes are his.

They explained with much complacency that, even though they were personally acquainted with Jeannette Marechal, when the citizeness presented herself this very morning without the ring they had refused her permission to see the brat.

I am not going to risk my old neck again in a hurry...." "It is a matter of life and death," urged Agnes, as once more the tears rushed to her pleading eyes and the look of misery settled again upon her face. "Your life, citizeness?" queried the old man, "or that of citizen-deputy Fabrice?" "Hush!" she broke in again, as a look of real terror now overspread her face.

But, perhaps, in all the splendor of the highest point of her good fortune, she regretted the Serbelloni Palace, where, nine years before, she exercised so beneficent an influence on her husband's destiny, and had protected him with her affection, as with a talisman. Doubtless the Empress and Queen would have returned gladly to the time when she was called simply Citizeness Bonaparte.

By title of liberty, the possessions of all belong to them alone. And how can we know the true patriot? By his red cap and his red hand." Finally the long suspense of the applicants was brought to a close; the secretary called the first on the list. "Citizeness Montmorency." At the once great name a silence fell over the place.

"I felt so honoured last night, citizen," she said coquettishly, "that you even forgot little Capet in order to come and watch my debut as Celimene." "Forget him!" retorted Heron, smothering a curse, "I never forget the vermin. I must go back to him; there are too many cats nosing round my mouse. Good day to you, citizeness.

This led him to suspect that the fair Lydia was not a born daughter of the Great Republic, perhaps not even a naturalised citizeness, but had assumed such nationality as one attractive to society in Europe and Great Britain. He wondered what her past really was, and if she and her father were the doubtful adventurers Diana believed them to be.

"Never mind now what citizen Marat would have wished," Chauvelin broke in quietly. "Tell me first who this child is." "I do not know, citizen," she replied. "How do you mean, you do not know? Then I pray you, citizeness, what is all this pother about?" "About the child, citizen," reiterated Jeannette obstinately. "What child?"

It was to her a thing very terrible that the chosen one of her heart should prefer the career of an English lord's wife to that of an American citizeness, with all manner of capability for female voting, female speech-making, female poetising, and, perhaps, female political action before her. It was a thousand pities!

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