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"Madame," says a scavenger in the streets of Paris, laying his hand on his heart, and making a low bow to an old woman cleaning shoes at the door of an inn, "J'espere que vous vous portez bien." "Monsieur," she replies, dropping a curtsey with an air of gratitude and profound respect, "Vous me faites d'honneur; je me porte a merveille."
His manner, his trembling voice, bespoke emotions he struggled to conceal. Can Lord Vargrave have gained his point? Is Evelyn, indeed, no longer free?" CERTES, c'est un grand cas, Icas, Que toujours tracas ou fracas Vous faites d'une ou d'autre sort; C'est le diable qui vous emporte!* VOITURE.
"Faites entrer alors," ordered the Admiral, still smiling, and a steward came in bearing six bottles of Guinness' stout. "You see that I know what you like," added the Admiral, beaming.
Observations du Physique et de Médecine, faites en différens lieux de l'Espagne. Par M. Thiery. Paris, 1791. 2 vols. 8vo. This medical Tour contains much information on the climate, soils, geology of Spain; and on the food, domestic life of its inhabitants, particularly relating to Castile, Arragon, Navarre, Biscay, Gallicia and Asturia.
"Nobody accepted this sporting offer, or placed upon the colour which the colonel's prophetic soul foresaw was to come out. The cards were now shuffled and cut for dealing. The hell relapsed into silence. "'Faites le jeu, Messieurs! was repeated in the harsh business-like tones of the presiding demon. "'Red wins, croaked the colonel. 'Seven times at the least.
Un homme se plaignoit que la maison de son voisin lui otoit la vue d'une de ses fenetres; un autre lui dit, "Vous avez un remede; faites murer cette fenetre."
The end of it was that, if Napoleon did not say the words "Faites, mais faites vite," which rumour attributed to him, he certainly expressed their substance. On September 11 the Sardinian army, more than double as strong as Lamoricière's, crossed the papal frontier. With the exception of England and Sweden, all the Powers recalled their representatives from Turin.
This was quite an event, and gave a fillip to the inertness of Madame de Fontanges, whose curiosity was excited. "A-t'-il bonne mine, Charlotte?" "Oui, madame, c'est un bel homme." "Et ou est-il?" "Avec Nicholas." "Et Monsieur?" "Monsieur dort." "Il faut l'eveiller. Faites bien mes compliments au Monsieur de Fontanges, et dites-lui que je me trouve fort malade, et que je voudrois lui parler.
'I say, he said. 'What's the game? J'ai jete cinq francs sur huit, I tell you, moi! A forgotten idiom from the days of boyhood and French exercises came to him. 'Moi qui parle, he added. 'Messieurs, faites vos jeux, crooned the croupier, in a detached manner.
For as the stranger disappeared in the gloom, he turned his head and broke with an audacity that took away the listener's breath into a well-known air, "Hau! Hau! Papegots! Faites place aux Huguenots!" and trilled it as merrily as if he had been in the streets of Rochelle. "Death!" the clerk exclaimed, getting back into the house, and barring the door in a panic. "I thought so. He is a Huguenot.
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