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"Yes, I accidentally looked back after we had passed him, and then I saw him." "Looked back!" said the duke; "I wonder he did not turn you into a pillar of salt." "Fi donc!" cried La belle Meronville, tapping his grace playfully on the arm, in order to do which she was forced to lean a little harder upon Clarence's, which she had not yet relinquished "Fi donc! Francois, chez moi!"
"And will you suffer me to read it?" said he; for even in these cases he was punctiliously honourable. La Meronville hesitated. She did not know him. "If I do not consent," thought she, "he will do it without the consent: better submit with a good grace. Certainly!" she answered, with an air of indifference. Borodaile opened and read the note; it was as follows:
The kind old man had not suffered La Meronville to be Linden's only nurse: notwithstanding his age and peculiarity of habits, he had fixed his abode all the day in Clarence's house, and at night, instead of returning to his own home, had taken up his lodgings at the nearest hotel.
"Thank you, Linden; you shall have my good word with La Meronville for that: mais allons."
"Ah, quel malheur! then the hock will not be iced enough: Borodaile's looks are the best wine-coolers in the world." "Fie!" cried La Meronville, glancing towards Clarence, "I cannot endure your malevolence; wit makes you very bitter." "Bah! my Lord Duke, you judge of others by yourself." "To be sure I do," cried the duke; "and that is the best way of forming a right judgment.
She is very agreeable, and a little witty; sufficient attractions for one in her situation." "But do tell me a little of her history," said Clarence, "for, in spite of her renown, I only know her as La belle Meronville. Is she not living en ami with some one of our acquaintance?" "To be sure," replied the duke, "with Lord Borodaile.
"Ah, quel malheur! then the hock will not be iced enough: Borodaile's looks are the best wine-coolers in the world." "Fie!" cried La Meronville, glancing towards Clarence, "I cannot endure your malevolence; wit makes you very bitter." "Bah! my Lord Duke, you judge of others by yourself." "To be sure I do," cried the duke; "and that is the best way of forming a right judgment.
Lord Borodaile's glance detected the superscription, and before La Meronville could regain the note he had possessed himself of it. "A Monsieur, Monsieur Linden!" said he, coldly, reading the address; "and, pray, how long have you corresponded with that gentleman?" Now La Meronville's situation at that moment was by no means agreeable.
I feel in a double passion with that ambulating poker, who is only malleable when he is red-hot, when I think how honourably scrupulous you were with La Meronville last night, notwithstanding all her advances; but I go to bury Caesar, not to scold him. Au revoir." Conon. You're well met, Crates. Crates. If we part so, Conon.-Queen of Corinth.
She is very agreeable, and a little witty; sufficient attractions for one in her situation." "But do tell me a little of her history," said Clarence, "for, in spite of her renown, I only know her as La belle Meronville. Is she not living en ami with some one of our acquaintance?" "To be sure," replied the duke, "with Lord Borodaile.
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