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Updated: June 22, 2025
"If they were to plant their cannon on the hills they would do us much harm," Gervaise remarked. "The Turks are clumsy gunners they say," Deauville replied, "and they would but waste their powder and ball at that distance, without making a breach in our walls."
There they had to wait till admitted to his operating-room. The doctor's amazement when he saw them was great; he had not been aware of what was passing at the Tuileries, but he took his hat, and went out to collect information. Soon he returned to tell the empress that she had not escaped a moment too soon. His wife was at Deauville, a fashionable watering-place in Normandy.
The elderly roués, who buzzed like February flies in the sunshine of Deauville, seemed to have particularly fruity memories of tea-house sprees and oriental philanderings under the cherry-blossoms of Yokohama. Evidently, Japan was just like the musical comedies. Geoffrey began to be ashamed of his ignorance concerning his wife's native country. Somebody had asked him, what exactly bushido was.
But something had put her out on the way up from Deauville, and the simplest way of easing her nerves had been to affect indifference to the tapestries. Now she had quite recovered her good humour, and as she glanced down the list of guests she was awaiting she said to herself, with a sigh of satisfaction, that she was glad she had put on her rubies.
Before they left Paris a doctor had been found to say that Paul who was certainly looking pale and pulled-down was in urgent need of sea air, and Undine had nearly convinced her husband of the expediency of hiring a chalet at Deauville for July and August, when this plan, and with it every other prospect of escape, was dashed by the sudden death of the old Marquis.
She spent the autumn in Paris, and during the summer she was at Deauville. She also went to London for a brief time, I believe." "Did she ever live in London?" asked Hugh eagerly, interrupting Ogier's interrogation. "Yes once. She had a furnished house on the Cromwell Road for about six months." "How long ago?" asked Henfrey.
She promised to meet him in Deauville, the coming summer, "though," she sighed, "it's becoming too dreadfully banal; nothing but Americans and frowsy English baronesses." And at that moment in Zenith, a cocaine-runner and a prostitute were drinking cocktails in Healey Hanson's saloon on Front Street.
I am to meet Hartley for lunch on the other side of the river, and, if we can manage it, I should like to start north this afternoon or evening." "Good!" said Captain Stewart, smiling. "Good! That is what I call true promptness. You lose no time at all. Go to Dinard and Deauville, by all means, and look into this thing thoroughly. Don't be discouraged if you meet with ill success at first.
This agent writes that some one very much resembling poor Arthur has been seen at Dinard and also at Deauville, and he urges me to come there or to send a man there at once to look into the matter. You will ask, of course, why this agent himself does not pursue the clew he has found. Unfortunately, he has been called to London upon some pressing family matter of his own; he is an Englishman."
Meyerbeer watched this arrow flight and shrugged her shoulders before lazily alighting. "Is all well?" asked Geoffrey. "No serious damage," smiled the lady, who is known in Deauville as Madame Cythère, "but you had better go and console her. I think she has seen the devil for the first time." He opened the door of their sunny bedroom, and found Asako packing feverishly, and sobbing in spasms.
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