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Updated: May 17, 2025
Behind 'Polyte came two rotund little men perspiring freely, and laden down with various articles, a bird-cage with two yellow birds, a hat-trunk, an inlaid card box, a roll of scarlet cloth, and I know not what else. They deposited these on the grass beside the barrel, which 'Polyte had set on end and proceeded to mount, encouraged by the shouts of his friends, who pressed around the barrel.
He opened the hat-trunk, produced an antiquated beaver with a gold cord, and surveyed it with a covetousness that was admirably feigned. For 'Polyte was an actor. "M'ssieurs, to own such a hat were a patent of nobility. Am I bid twenty livres?" There was a loud laughter, and he was bid four.
I have lost it. "'Which? I screamed. 'Not the hat-trunk? "'No, no; mia voce. It is gone since Ravenna. "He thought he had lost his voice somewhere along the way. At last I told the inspector that I couldn't live without Peppo, and that I would throw myself into the bay. I took him into my confidence.
He opened the hat-trunk, produced an antiquated beaver with a gold cord, and surveyed it with a covetousness that was admirably feigned. For 'Polyte was an actor. "M'ssieurs, to own such a hat were a patent of nobility. Am I bid twenty livres?" There was a loud laughter, and he was bid four.
If they reach the Marne, that battery at Coutevroult will come into action," that was what Captain Edwards had said, "and I shall be in a direct line between the two armies." Amelie got breakfast as if there were no cannon, so I took my coffee, and said nothing. As soon as it was cleared away, I went up into the attic, and quietly packed a tiny square hat-trunk.
Behind 'Polyte came two rotund little men perspiring freely, and laden down with various articles, a bird-cage with two yellow birds, a hat-trunk, an inlaid card box, a roll of scarlet cloth, and I know not what else. They deposited these on the grass beside the barrel, which 'Polyte had set on end and proceeded to mount, encouraged by the shouts of his friends, who pressed around the barrel.
It was not until yesterday that I unpacked my little hat-trunk and carefully put its contents back into place. It has stood all these days under the stairs in the salon hat, cape, and gloves on it, and shoes beside it, just as I packed it. I had an odd sensation while I was emptying it. I don't know why I put it off so long.
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