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"Well, Monsieur, to cut short discussion on this point, I will say, once for all, that death in foreign countries or on the field of battle is outside of our " "Then what are you insuring? Nothing at all!" cried Margaritis. "My bank, my Territorial Bank, rested upon " "Nothing at all?" exclaimed Gaudissart, interrupting the good-man. "Nothing at all?
"I should be very glad, sir; but, to begin with, M. Gaudissart has given me a proper wigging " "Vigging?" "That is one way of saying that he combed my hair for me." "Combed your hair?" "He gave me a scolding for meddling in your affairs.... So we must be very careful if you come to me. But I doubt whether you will stay when you have seen the place; you do not know how we poor devils live."
The cause of political journalism not interfering with the pre-accepted cause of life insurance, the bargain was struck; although Gaudissart demanded an indemnity from the Saint-Simonians for the eight days he was forced to spend in studying the doctrines of their apostle, asserting that a prodigious effort of memory and intellect was necessary to get to the bottom of that "article" and to reason upon it suitably.
And with threats understood to the full upon either side, they separated. "Thank you, Remonencq!" said La Cibot; "it is very pleasant to a poor widow to find a champion." Towards ten o'clock that evening, Gaudissart sent for Topinard.
You may be as ambitious as Napoleon, as poetic as Lord Byron, and yet a power unknown, invisible, will compel you to bury your poetry within your soul and turn your projects into dreams. The illustrious Gaudissart was fated to encounter here in Vouvray one of those indigenous jesters whose jests are not intolerable solely because they have reached the perfection of the mocking art.
"Monsieur," said the ex-dyer, as soon as the illustrious Gaudissart had fired his first broadside, "I will not hide from you the great difficulties which my native place offers to your enterprise. This part of the country goes along, as it were, in the rough, 'suo modo. It is a country where new ideas don't take hold.
He might hope to get into the Chamber through "his line," and, with Popinot's influence, to take office under the Government. "Whom have I the honor of addressing?" inquired Gaudissart, looking magisterially at La Cibot. "I am M. Pons' confidential servant, sir." "Well, and how is the dear fellow?" "Ill, sir very ill." "The devil he is!
"True," said the illustrious Gaudissart, "and all the more, Monsieur, when they pull down with one hand and build up with the other, like the apostles of the 'Globe." "They want good wine; Head of Vouvray, two puncheons, three hundred bottles, only one hundred francs, a trifle." "How much is that a bottle?" said Gaudissart, calculating.
The brave Vernier came near shooting a cow which was peaceably feeding by the roadside. "Ah, you fired in the air!" cried Gaudissart. At these words the enemies embraced. "Monsieur," said the traveller, "your joke was rather rough, but it was a good one for all that. I am sorry I apostrophized you: I was excited. I regard you as a man of honor."
There are certain babblers, babblers of genius are they, who sweep up interruptions, objections, and observations in this way as they go along, by way of provision to swell the matter of their conversation, as if that source were ever in any danger of running dry. "Why I went?" repeated she. "I went to get your M. Gaudissart out of a fix.
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