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Arsene and her aunt searched more than a week for them; then they stopped searching and managed to do without them, the old abbe blowing his fire with an air-cane made in the days when air-canes were the fashion, a fashion which was no doubt introduced by some courtier of the reign of Henri III. At last, about a month before her death, the housekeeper, after a dinner at which the Abbe Mouchon, the Niseron family, and the curate of Soulanges were present, returned to her jeremiades about the loss of the bellows.
It is a great consolation to me, as that it proves to me, with manifold other arguments, that whatever may be your occupation, you will find a moment to tell me, what if you did not I should have not the least doubt of, and that neither business or distance will deprive me of the place which I have always maintained in your mind and regard. But mes jeremiades ne sont pas encore finies.
In spite of this and many other jeremiades, I once more donned snow-shoes and with Paul for guide paid a second visit to the campers of the gorge. And a second time, I was welcomed by Louis and taken through the wigwams. The smallpox tent was no longer on the crest of the hill; and when I asked after the patient, Louis without a word pointed solemnly to a snow-mound, where the man lay buried.
Our unpalatial palace "Cephas Giovanni" She and George Combe turned out to be right A rousing temper Bright Titian hair "All that's left of him" The pyramidal man of destiny The thoughts of a boy are long, long thoughts Clausilia Bubigunia Jabez Hogg and the microscope A stupendous surprise A lifetime in fourteen months My father's jeremiades "Thank Heaven, there is such a thing as whitewash!"
"Oh, yes, indeed," said Gotzkowsky, ardently, "I have a great favor to ask have pity on the poor inhabitants of this town!" The king frowned and pressed his lips angrily together. "Do you know that I have generally forbidden any one to trouble me with these Leipsic jeremiades?" "I know it, sire." The king looked at him with astonishment. "And yet you do it?"
"What!" shrieked Gluck, "lay aside my 'Orpheus' for one of Hasse's puny operas? Never! My opera is almost complete. It needs but one last aria to stand out before the world in all its fulness of perfection, and shall I suffer it to be laid aside to give place to one of his tooting, jingling performances? No, no. My 'Orpheus' shall not retire before Hasse's pitiful jeremiades.
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