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"Wouldn't it be a fine thing," he had said to Babette, in presence of the family a few days before his interview with his son, "to be the wife of a counsellor of the Parliament? You would be called madame!" "You are crazy, compere," said Lallier.
When Marguerite left the king, she went at once to the apartments of the maids of honor, and performed her promise with regard to Fosseuse. When she returned, the king thanked her warmly, and then went up to Chicot's room, where he found him still asleep. Henri shook him to wake him. "Come, compere," said he, "get up, it is two in the morning."
"Ventre de biche, sire, this ambition for things within the reach of your hand resembles much that of Cæsar Borgia, who gathered together a kingdom, city by city; saying that Italy was an artichoke to be eaten leaf by leaf." "This Cæsar Borgia was not a bad politician, it seems to me, compere." "No, but he was a very dangerous neighbor and a bad brother."
Seated on a green-and-white striped chair he watched a revue, of which from start to finish he understood but one word 'out', to wit absorbed in the doings of a red-moustached gentleman in blue who wrangled in rapid French with a black-moustached gentleman in yellow, while a snow-white commere and a compere in a mauve flannel suit looked on at the brawl.
The arrival of the seigneur of fifty thousand dollars, and his humble companion, Compere Martin, had evidently been looked forward to as an event in the village. Numbers of men, women, and children, white, yellow, and black, were collected on the river bank; most of them clad in old-fashioned French garments, and their heads decorated with colored handkerchiefs, or white nightcaps.
Every one says to me, 'Pretty little Chicot, how gentle he is! but they clip my wings, and shut the doors on me." "Oh! reassure yourself, Chicot; you are not fat enough for my table." "Sire, you seem very gay this morning; what is it?" "I am always gay when I am setting off for the chase. Come, out of bed, compere." "You want me, sire?" "Yes; you shall be my historian." "To count the shots?"
You had better pay your rent for three months in advance, and tell your landlord the same thing; saying that you may go suddenly anytime, as a compere who is in Paris, and is also going back, is going to take charge of you on the journey, and that he may call for you at any time.
Gerardin d'Epinal, husband of one of the god-mothers, also gave his evidence; it was his son Nicolas for whom Joan of Arc had stood sponsor. In those days it was held that the god-mother of a child stood to it in the relation of a second mother: hence originated the term of 'commère' and 'compère, which Joan gave the d'Epinals.
"No, monsieur," replied the little man, visibly frightened at this suggestion; "I wait for my wife, Nicole Friard, who has gone to take twenty-four tablecloths to the priory of the Jacobins, having the honor to be washerwoman to Dom. Modeste Gorenflot, the abbe." "Look, compere," cried Miton, "at what is passing."
"Ah! compere, that sounds much like magic; if you are possessed, tell me so frankly; for, really a man who walks and makes discourses in his sleep in which he attacks the king is not natural. Vade retro, Satanas!" "Then," cried Gorenflot, "you abandon me also. Ah! I could not have believed that of you." Chicot took pity on him. "What did you tell me just now?" said he.
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