lecureuil

Updated: May 14, 2025

And remembering the days when he had held her in his arms, in his attic in the Rue des Martyrs, he wept with grief and rage. They had met last year at a fête given under the patronage of Lecureuil, the deputy; a benefit performance given in aid of poor actors of the ninth arrondissement. He had prowled around her, dumb, famishing, and with blazing eyes.

Anatole France - A Mummer's Tale