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"C'est un petit garçon de l'Armistice" with a happy blush. "Ah, let us hope that he will always be a little child of peace." But in another moment she is playing with him, chucking him under the chin. "Tiens, mon coco! Viens, mon petit soldat you must grow up strong and big, for you are another little soldier for France."
"He was the man who would not have your little 'coco' friend disposed of." "That is the man," said the other. "You have a good memory, Raoul." "Monsieur, my memory is wonderful, but alas! one cannot live on memory," he added sententiously. "Then remember this: there is a place near London called Putney Heath." "Putney Heath," repeated the other. "There is a house called Bishopsholme."
She made it her particular request that Gomin, who had been so devoted to her brother, should be the commissary appointed to accompany her to the frontier; Madame de Soucy, formerly under-governess to the children of France, was also in attendance; and the Princess took with her a dog named Coco, which had belonged to Louis XVI. Each Princess kept a different kind.
Discharging cargo in the furnace of Coco Inlet, if my thoughts went back to Taai, it was almost with the deprecating amusement a man will feel who has been had by a hoax. I give you my word, when at noon of the thirteenth day the mountain of Taai stood up once more beyond the bows, I was weary of the fantasy.
Half a coco shell is fixed in the middle of the bow, which, when playing, is placed against the abdomen, and serves as a sounding board; and the string when struck with a short wand, gave out a pleasing humming sound, realizing the idea of the harp and plectrum in their simplest forms.
In addition to that, the "marchand de coco" carried all over him dozens of silver goblets, or, at all events, goblets that looked like silver, in which he handed out his insipid brew. Who would not long to drink out of a silver cup a beverage that flowed out of a red and gold tank, covered with little silver bells, be it never so mawkish?
The blood flowed and trickled down to the extremity, which he applied to the mouth of the infant. 'See, Judy, Massa Eddard suck him not dead, cried Coco, chuckling at the fortunate result of the experiment, and forgetting at the moment their almost hopeless situation.
Here, again, we were seldom allowed to linger, our trusty guardian being obsessed with the idea that the toy-shops might include amongst their wares "something French." She was perfectly right; there WAS often something "very French," but my brother and I had always seen it and noted it before we were moved off from the windows. I wonder if any "marchands de coco" still survive in Paris.
Every man received one coconut daily, and two batatas, which they baked in the ashes of the coco shells; and they caught some fish on the way, and collected a little rain-water. During the day they directed their course by the sun, and at night by the stars. A storm destroyed the boats.
I can still see the suite of spacious rooms she occupied, where silence reigned except when Coco, the parrot, raised his shrill voice. Her companion, Fraulein Raffius, always lowered her voice in her presence, though when out of it she could play with us very merrily.
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