fripiers

Updated: May 24, 2025

They wished to insist on David leaving for America. He refused. They contented themselves with Belgium. On the 19th December he reached Brussels. He came to see me, and said to me, "I am lodging at the Grand Monarque, 89, Rue des Fripiers." And he added laughing, "The Great Monarch the King. The old clothesmen the Royalists, '89. The Revolution." Chance occasionally furnishes some wit.

Victor Hugo - The History of a Crime: The Testimony of an Eye-Witness