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The young woman, looking at him gravely, made no reply, but lowered her veil. "You don't manage her well," said Grand-Ferre, with a drunken laugh; "you will make her cry. You don't know the fine language of the court; let me speak to her."

It is these dogs of Royalists who always disturb us in our amusements." "What say you?" answered Grand-Ferre. "Do you even know what it is to be a Royalist?" "Yes," said La Pipe; "I know you all very well. Go, you are for the old self-called princes of the peace, together with the wranglers against the Cardinal and the gabelle. Am I right or not?" "No, old red-stocking.

"The inertia of a people is all-powerful; that is its true wisdom, that its strength. Observe them closely, and in silence; and you will make them tremble." "They surely will not dare to appear here again," said the Comte du Lude. "I should like to look once more at the tall scoundrel in red," said Grand-Ferre, who had lost nothing of what had occurred.

It is these dogs of Royalists who always disturb us in our amusements." "What say you?" answered Grand-Ferre. "Do you even know what it is to be a Royalist?" "Yes," said La Pipe; "I know you all very well. Go, you are for the old self-called princes of the peace, together with the wranglers against the Cardinal and the gabelle. Am I right or not?" "No, old red-stocking.

"But here is Grand-Ferre, who says that he knows her." "Yes, I tell you I know her; and, by Saint Peter of Loudun, I will swear that I have seen her in my village, when I had leave of absence; and it was upon an occasion at which one shuddered, but concerning which one dares not talk, especially to a Cardinalist like you."

"The inertia of a people is all-powerful; that is its true wisdom, that its strength. Observe them closely, and in silence; and you will make them tremble." "They surely will not dare to appear here again," said the Comte du Lude. "I should like to look once more at the tall scoundrel in red," said Grand-Ferre, who had lost nothing of what had occurred.

The young woman, looking at him gravely, made no reply, but lowered her veil. "You don't manage her well," said Grand-Ferre, with a drunken laugh; "you will make her cry. You don't know the fine language of the court; let me speak to her."

I laugh at your exorcists!" returned the soldier; "my name is Grand-Ferre, and I've got here a better exorciser than any of you can show."

Meanwhile, on the right of the hall near the judges' platform, a group of women were watching attentively a child about eight years old, who had taken it into his head to climb up to a cornice by the aid of his sister Martine, whom we have seen the subject of jest with the young soldier, Grand-Ferre.

I laugh at your exorcists!" returned the soldier; "my name is Grand-Ferre, and I've got here a better exorciser than any of you can show."