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Madame de Merret seized a moment when he was unloading some bricks, and when her husband was at the other end of the room to say to Rosalie: 'My dear child, I will give you a thousand francs a year if only you will tell Gorenflot to leave a crack at the bottom. Then she added aloud quite coolly: 'You had better help him.
This speech, which corresponded with the sentiments of many there, was received with shouts of applause; and the more so, as up to this time Gorenflot had never shown any enthusiasm for the cause. However, it was not the plan of the chiefs to let this enthusiasm proceed. One of the monks spoke to the lad, who cried in his silvery voice, "My brothers, it is time to retire; the sitting is over."
"Well Brother Gorenflot, I trust my hour has not yet arrived and as I am cold, I wish to get quickly home and warm myself." "What is your hotel called?" "Hotel de Bussy." "How!" cried all, "you belong to M. de Bussy?" "I am M. de Bussy himself." "Bussy," cried the butcher, "the brave Bussy, the scourge of the minions!"
In the interior of this paradise for gourmands and sluggards, in a sumptuous apartment, we shall find Gorenflot, ornamented with an additional chin, and characterized by that sort of venerable gravity which the constant habit of repose and good living gives to the most vulgar faces. Half-past seven in the morning had just struck.
The Pope had written at the bottom, "Fiat ut voluit Deus; Deus jura hominum fecit." After placing it in his breast, he took the body of the advocate, who had died without losing more blood, the nature of the wound making him bleed inwardly, put it back in the bed, turned the face to the wall, and, opening the door, called Gorenflot. "How pale you are!" said the monk, as he entered.
Suppose, again, that while he was dying this poor captain had mentioned the name, which you know very well, of the prior of Les Jacobins Saint Antoine?" "Of Dom Modeste Gorenflot?" exclaimed Bonhomet, in astonishment. "Yes, of Dom Modeste Gorenflot. Very good!
The one was called Gorenflot, and the other Panurge. Both were enjoying the most prosperous lot that ever fell to a monk and an ass. The monks surrounded their illustrious brother with cares and attentions, and Pan urge fared well for his master's sake.
But what are you about?" "Going to my assembly." "Without eating a piece of my carp?" "Ah I true; you know still less of eating than drinking. M. Boutromet, what is the name of this animal?" The innkeeper looked astonished. "A capon," said he. "A capon!" cried Chicot, with an air of consternation. "Yes, and a fine one." "Well!" said Gorenflot, triumphantly.
"Yes, Chicot, unworthy servant of the king, who wishes he had the hundred arms of Briareus for this occasion." And he redoubled his blows with such violence, that the sufferer, making a tremendous effort, pushed himself through, and fell torn and bleeding into the arms of his friends. Chicot's last blow fell into empty space. He turned, and saw that the true Gorenflot had fainted with terror.
"'Gorenflot, said her husband, 'go and fetch some bricks from the coach-house; bring enough to wall up the door of this cupboard; you can use the plaster that is left for cement. Then, dragging Rosalie and the workman close to him 'Listen, Gorenflot, said he, in a low voice, 'you are to sleep here to-night; but to-morrow morning you shall have a passport to take you abroad to a place I will tell you of.
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