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His highness wears a Merde d'Oye beaver to-day. PRESIDENT. God bless me! and yet, marshal, I have even greater news to tell you. Lady Milford will soon become my daughter-in-law. That, I think will be new to you? MARSHAL. Is it possible! And is it already agreed upon?

'Enfin', to use a very coarse and vulgar saying, 'il y a de la merde au bout du baton, quelque part'. I see and hear these storms from shore, 'suave mari magno', etc.

I am saying good-bye to les deux balayeurs. I have again given him a franc and I have given Garibaldi a franc. We had a drink a moment ago on me. The tavern is just opposite the gare, where there will soon be a train. I will get upon the soonness of the train and ride into the now of Paris. No, I must change at a station called Briouse did you say, Good-bye, mes amis, et bonne chance! Merde!

This incensing done, he called for Luka bin Shamlut, surnamed the Sword of the Messiah; and, after fumigating him and rubbing his palate with the Holy Merde, caused him to snuff it and smeared his cheeks and anointed his moustaches with the rest. Quoth Luka, "Hearkening and obedience;" and the King made the sign of the cross on his forehead and felt assured of help from Heaven being near hand.

A curious grimace went over her face a grimace only to be expressed by the exclamation Merde! But she was mortally afraid of society, and its fixed institutions. Rapidly she scanned the eyes of her friends in the box. She rested on the eyes of Lilly, a dark, ugly man. "Isn't it nasty?" she said. "You shouldn't look so closely," he said.

Monsieur Auguste explained that no one could sleep because of the noise, and that the noise was because "ce monsieur la" would not extinguish his candle when everyone wanted to sleep. The Black Holster turned to the room at large and roared: "You children of Merde don't let this happen again or I'll fix you every one of you."

How many goodly wights have slept the night, enjoying * Buttocks of boys, and woke at morn in foulest mess Their garments stained by safflower, which is yellow merde; * Their shame proclaiming, showing colour of distress. Who can deny the charge, when so bewrayed are they * That e'en by day light shows the dung upon their dress?