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Updated: June 3, 2025
This young man, being ignorant of painting, limited himself to explaining the subjects as best he could, and I had difficulty in refraining from laughter when, before a picture representing Psyche, being unable to pronounce the name, he gave me the information, "That is Fiché." This long meal at Prince Galitzin's reminds me of another, which probably never ended at all.
The fisherman, twirling his cap in his knotted fingers, stared at her open mouthed. Une si belle dame! like a queen and speaking his tongue that it was a music to listen to. This was in truth a ship of marvels. Ah, bon Dieu, oui, Madame, there were news at St. Malo, but it depended upon one's feelings whether they were to be regarded as good or bad Dame, every one has one's opinions but for him pourvu qu'on lui fiche la paix what did it matter who sat on the throne His Majesty the King His Majesty the Emperor, or Citizen Bonaparte. Oh, a poor fisherman, what was it to him? He occupied himself with his little fishes, not with great folk. (Another white-teethed grin.) What had happened? Parbleu, it began by the military, those accursed military (this with a cautious look around, and gathering courage by seeing no signs of disapproval, proceeding with greater volubility). The poor town was full of them, infantry and artillery; regiments of young devils and a band of old ones too. The veterans of celui l
I say my fear had been considerable, especially of the man with the knife, but I got too angry to remember it, and advancing my face also to this insulter's I shouted, 'Dio Ladro! Dios di mi alma! Sanguinamento! Nombre di Dios! Che? Che vole? Non sono da Venezia io! Sono de Francia! Je m'en fiche da vestra Venezia! Non se vede che non parlar vestra lingua? Che sono forestiere? and so forth.
At last Becky herself took compassion upon him and tried to engage him in talk. He was not asked to dinner again for six weeks; and Fiche, my lord's confidential man, to whom Wagg naturally paid a good deal of court, was instructed to tell him that if he ever dared to say a rude thing to Mrs.
They would quiet down when they had fulfilled their tidal fever of dispossessing and destroying; when the creations and the properties of others were sufficiently broken and defected they would lapse and ebb, and fresh forms would rise based on an instinct older than the fever of change the instinct of Home. "Je m'en fiche," said Prosper Profond.
Fiche, his lordship's confidential servant, easily learned at the livery stables where the Crawleys kept their carriage and horses, or rather, where the livery-man kept a carriage and horses for Mr. and Mrs. Rawdon had given her nothing except a black silk gown, for which Miss Briggs was immensely grateful. He laughed within himself at this artless story.
"Dame, lucky for her the Sieur died before he had chance to change his will. She'd have got ni fiche ni bran from him." "Support d'en haut, if you don't stop that I'll give you a coffin before your time, keg of nails you. Sorrow and prayer at the throne of grace that she may have a contrite heart" he clutched the funeral bill tighter in his fingers "is what we must feel for her.
"They are coming," said a soldier, calling back to a comrade, who only laughed and passed on towards the kitchen, loaded down with sacks of flour. A restless movement passed through the kneeling battalion of infantry. "Fiche moi la paix, hein!" muttered a lieutenant, looking resentfully at a gossiping farrier. Another lieutenant drew his sword, and wiped it on the sleeve of his jacket.
It was deserted save by the lounging sentinels and one wretched child, who crouched against the gateway. "Fiche moi le camp! Allons! En route!" growled one of the sentinels, stamping his foot and shaking his fist at the bundle of rags. Gethryn walked toward him. "What's the matter with the little one?" he asked.
He insulted me I had a little walking-stick in my hand, my cousin had given me I struck him with it across the face twice, three times if you look close you will see the mark. You may imagine he tells fine stories of me when he gets the chance. Oh! je m'en fiche! The scorn of the last gesture was unmeasured. 'Canaille! said David, between his teeth. 'If you had told me this!
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