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You read your digestions to rack and ruin or else you've got to be so mighty careful, while I put in a fine gourmand's dinner every day, attended with the comforts of civilization. I dance while you are working up unsuccessful essays. The world owes nothing to fellows who do that.
The swell of the gourmand's paunch beneath the soutane was proof that the cure was a true Norman he had not passed a lifetime in these fertile gardens forgetful of the fact that the fine art of good living is the one indulgence the Church has left to its celibate sons.
She went off at eight o'clock preceded by Le Duc, who had orders to greet the doorkeeper's family on my behalf. At Magnan's I had a dinner worthy of Lucullus, and I promised to stay with him whenever I passed Chamberi, which promise I have faithfully performed. On leaving the gourmand's I went to the convent, and M M came down alone to the grating.
He had so crammed himself with unknown quantities, that his mind like a gourmand's stomach had broken down under the effort, and he was now sobbing out algebraic positions under his counterpane.
She went off at eight o'clock preceded by Le Duc, who had orders to greet the doorkeeper's family on my behalf. At Magnan's I had a dinner worthy of Lucullus, and I promised to stay with him whenever I passed Chamberi, which promise I have faithfully performed. On leaving the gourmand's I went to the convent, and M M came down alone to the grating.
Scarcely was the last word out of the gourmand's mouth before the noble personage so designated, joined us. As for me, feeling any thing but social, I soon left the ill-matched pair, and rode into the other park. Just as I entered it, I perceived, on a dull, yet cross-looking pony, Mr. Wormwood, of bitter memory.
They had two large, fat turkeys, which would be looked at wistfully upon any gourmand's table, and for side-dishes they had three squirrels. Thus they were prepared for truly a thanksgiving feast.
It was evident that the dinner, a veritable gourmand's dinner, superintended by the Austrian even in its least important details, had been prepared for a guest of first-rate consequence.
Scarcely was the last word out of the gourmand's mouth before the noble personage so designated, joined us. As for me, feeling any thing but social, I soon left the ill-matched pair, and rode into the other park. Just as I entered it, I perceived, on a dull, yet cross-looking pony, Mr. Wormwood, of bitter memory.
He entered this salon in a hesitating, inquisitive way, with wide-open eyes and a gourmand's movement of the nostrils, and gazed about the room, warm with lights and heavy with perfume.
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