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She told him. 'Bien. Du calme, mon enfant; du calme! 'But, I'm anxious, Landi. 'Ca se voit! 'Do you think 'Ce ne sera rien. It's the best thing that could happen to him. He'll be all right.... I suppose you want to see him, Edith? 'He may not wish to see me, said Edith. 'Oh yes, he will. You were the first person he thought of, answered Landi.
"To case in periods and embalm in ink." Enfant, have you need of a publisher to create romance? Is it not in yourself? Do not imagine that genius requires for its enjoyment the scratch of the pen and the types of the printer.
Oh, pardon, monsieur, mille pardons, ma foi. I have been insolent to you in all this affair. You'll please to observe that the whole of it, and the issue, is to your honour. Will I have to say more?" "Oh Lud, no. Pray, let's talk sense." "I take to you marvellously, mon enfant. Well now, have you heard of me?" "Enough to want much more." "What, has father been talking?"
But her house they need recommend no more, for she has sold it. Last spring, when I was in Paris, she told me she was about to do so. 'Ouf! I have lived with my nose to the grindstone long enough. I am going to "retire." What money she had saved from season to season, she explained, she had entrusted to her friend Baron C for speculation. 'He is a wizard, and so I am a rich woman. I shall have an income of something like three thousand pounds, mon cher! Oh, we will roll in it. I have had ten bad years ten hateful years. You don't know how I have hated it all, this business, this drudgery, this cut-and-dried, methodical existence moi, enfant de Bohème! But, enfin, it was obligatory. Now we will change all that. Nous reviendrons
The Comte d'E , who was what is called 'enfant d'honneur' to the Dauphin, and about fourteen years of age, came into the Dauphin's apartments, one evening, with his bag-wig snatched off, and his ruffles torn, and said that, having walked rather late near the piece of water des Suisses, he had been attacked by two robbers; that he had refused to give them anything, drawn his sword, and put himself in an attitude of defence; that one of the robbers was armed with a sword, the other with a large stick, from which he had received several blows, but that he had wounded one in the arm, and that, hearing a noise at that moment, they had fled.
An attitude akin to these becomes an ethical point of view in Nietzsche, the enfant terrible of modern thought, who maintains that man's life must be interpreted physiologically only and not spiritually, and who would replace philanthropy by a boundless egoism.
My worn-out old life is not worth the risk of thy young freedom. But I love thee for it, mine ain bairnie, mon enfant a moi. If thy brother had thy spirit, child " "I hate the thought of him! Call him not my brother!" cried Cicely hotly. "If he were worth one brass farthing he would have unfurled the Scottish lion long ago, and ridden across the Border to deliver his mother."
When the troops ceased firing, the commanding officer came up to O'Brien, and looking at him, said, "Officer?" to which O'Brien nodded his head. He then pointed to me "Officer?" O'Brien nodded his head again, at which the French troops laughed, as O'Brien told me afterwards, because I was what they called an enfant, which means an infant. I was very stiff, and faint, and could not walk.
"On the contrary, mon enfant," she answered, "I shall be doing you the greatest kindness, and no more than my duty, in taking you back there; and we have agreed that you shall return with me at once." "I will not go!" cried Madelon, wildly; "I cannot, I will not! I will not! Do you hear? What right have you to take me? I am not your child! I will not go with you!"
"Mais non, mon enfant, you take these things too seriously; it is time you understood. He has said as much to every pretty girl there, one time and another, and to most of their mothers before them, only they all understood. It's very charming in you, of course, right now, and to a man like him, irresistible but, still Malise " Alexina looked at Molly.
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