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"My automobile is outside. I will drive you all round the city. Monsieur Poynton shall see Paris undressed. Afterwards we will go to Louis' rooms and make his man cook us a déjeuner Anglais." Flossie stood up and laughed. "Who'll lend me a coat?" she cried. "I've nothing but a lace mantle." "Plenty of Frenchmen in the car," the young Frenchman cried. "Are we all agreed? Good! Garçon, l'addition!"
Below us, round the curving bay, lies white Chillon; and at sunset we row down to it over the bewitched water, and wait under its grim walls till the failing light brings back the romance of castle and prisoner. Our garcon had never heard of the prisoner; but he knew about the gendarmes who now occupy the castle.
For one moment he seemed startled by my sudden outburst of mirth the next, he laughed heartily himself, and as the waiter appeared with the coffee and cognac, inspired by the occasion, he made an equivocal, slightly indelicate joke concerning the personal charms of a certain Antoinetta whom the garcon was supposed to favor with an eye to matrimony.
When Colonel Nichols went away, his Seminoles soon wandered off, leaving the fort without a garrison. This gave an opportunity to a negro bandit and desperado named Garçon to seize the place, which he did, gathering about him a large band of runaway negroes, Choctaw Indians, and other lawless persons, whom he organized into a strong company of robbers.
'What a fortunate man M. Jerome is! said the garçon, as he came into my room a few minutes afterwards. 'Yes, I replied; 'Madame de Mourairef seems in every way worthy of him. 'I should think so, quoth he. 'It is not every waiter, however fascinating, that falls in with a Russian princess. 'Waiter! M. Jerome! 'Of course, replied my informant.
The headwaiter at Voisin's told me this: "Mr. Barnes, of New York, ordered a dinner, carte blanche, for twelve. "'Now, says he, 'garcon, have everything bang up, and here's seventy-five francs for a starter. "The dinner was bang up. Everybody hilarious. Mr. Barnes immensely pleased. When he came to pay his bill, which was a corker, he made no objection.
Come on in here to a table while we chew it over. Torchy, grab a garçon. Sizzlin' sisters! but I'm glad to root you out, Skid!" He was all of that; but it didn't mean anything more'n that Whitey sees an easy column comin' his way. Mr. Mallory wa'n't so glad. "Sorry," says he, "but whatever football reputation I ever had I'm trying to live down." "What!" says Whitey.
"Garcon," said I, "do you happen to know who that officer is?" "That is Colonel Gaillarde, Monsieur." "Has he been often here?" "Once before, Monsieur, for a week; it is a year since." "He is the palest man I ever saw." "That is true, Monsieur; he has been often taken for a revenant." "Can you give me a bottle of really good Burgundy?" "The best in France, Monsieur."
What made England great was Protestantism, and when she ceases to be Protestant she will fall.... Look at the nations that have clung to Catholicism, starving moonlighters and starving brigands. The Protestant flag floats on every ocean breeze, the Catholic banner hangs limp in the incense silence of the Vatican. Let us be Protestant, and revere Cromwell. Garçon, un bock!
My blood is as warm as yours, I will not yield to you one smile, one look from Ziska! No! I will kill you first!" Gervase looked at him calmly. "Will you? Pauvre garcon! You are such a boy still, Denzil, by- the-bye, how old are you? Ah, I remember now, twenty-two. Only twenty-two, and I am thirty-eight! So in the measure of time alone, your life is more valuable to you than mine is to me.
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