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"Oh, she is running through it." "The game is mine!" said the baroness. "See, I have king, queen, knave of trumps, Mistigris, and a king. We win the basket, sister." This victory, gained at one stroke, without playing a card, horrified Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel, who ceased to concern herself about Calyste and Mademoiselle des Touches.
At this particular epoch, a fancy for mutilating or transposing proverbs reigned in the studios. Tr. "Patience, Mistigris!" said his master; "'come wheel, come whoa." Pierrotin here returned, bringing with him the Comte de Serizy, who had come through the rue de l'Echiquier, and with whom he had doubtless had a short conversation.
If you like hunting, you will find plenty to amuse you; I have a license from the Eaux et Forets; and we hunt over twelve thousand acres of forest, not counting our own domain." Oscar, the painter, and Mistigris, all more or less subdued, exchanged glances, but Mistigris, faithful to himself, remarked in a low tone, "'Veni, vidi, cecidi, I came, I saw, I slaughtered."
I am going back there some day to paint her portrait; for in a few years, you know, all this will be forgotten. Such are the follies one commits at eighteen!" "And you left me without a sou in the locanda at Venice," said Mistigris. "And I had to get from Venice to Rome by painting portraits for five francs apiece, which they didn't pay me. However, that was my halcyon time. I don't regret it."
If they were true, Calyste would never be so constantly with her; he has too much good sense not to perceive such monstrosities " "Monstrosities?" said the baron, waked up by the word. The baroness and the rector exchanged looks. The cards were dealt; Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel had Mistigris! Impossible to continue the conversation!
"Hey! that brick-colored old fellow goes it strong!" whispered Georges to Oscar. "What was I saying? oh! I know. I don't deny that I adore the Emperor " "I served under him," said the count. "What a man he was, wasn't he?" cried Georges. "A man to whom I owe many obligations," replied the count, with a silly expression that was admirably assumed. "For all those crosses?" inquired Mistigris.
"Monsieur is right," said the great Schinner to the count, motioning towards Oscar. "Well-bred people always talk of their 'households'; it is only common persons like ourselves who say 'home. For a man so covered with decorations " "'Nunc my eye, nunc alii," whispered Mistigris. " you seem to know little of the language of the courts.
"What sacrifices?" demanded Mistigris. "Don't you know, my little friend, that a ceiling painted by so great a master as yours is worth its weight in gold?" replied the count.
"You can harness that horse you want to sell me into the cabriolet; we'll breakfast in peace and overtake Pierrotin, and I can judge of the beast as we go along. We can go three in your jolter." To the count's surprise, Pierrotin himself rebridled the horses. Schinner and Mistigris had walked on.
"'Aut Caesar, aut Serizy," said Mistigris, sententiously. Pierrotin and Pere Leger exchanged winks on hearing this statement. "Really," said the count to Oscar, "I am delighted to meet with a young man who can tell me about that personage. I want his influence on a rather serious matter, although it would cost him nothing to oblige me.
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