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As soon as Edith came in he showed her a tiny frame carved with rosebuds. 'Regarde, he said, his eyes beaming. 'Voila! C'est mignon, n'est-ce-pas? On dirait un petit coeur! Ravissante, hein? He gazed at it lovingly. 'Very sweet, said Edith, laughing. 'Who is it for? 'Why, it's for your mignonne, Dilly. I've cut out a photograph of hers in the shape of a heart. Gentil, n'est ce pas?
'When I say his health, I mean the health and strength of his love for you. You must vacillate, Edith. Souvent femme varie. You sit on the fence, n'est-ce-pas? Well, offer the fence to him. But, take it away before he sits down. Voila! Edith laughed. 'But then this girl, Miss Clay, she's always there. And I like her. 'What is her nationality? 'How funny you should ask that!
"Monsieur le Baron wishes to retire to his apartment," said Philippe, raising the ironing-board. "Will madame be so good to enter our petit salon at the front, n'est-ce-pas?" The baron stepped forth from his corner and bowed himself graciously out. "Madame, my compliments and to the adorable Mademoiselle Bines! Au revoir, madame to the soontime avant peu before little!"
'Les liévres? mais certainement, nous avons des liévres. Nous irons dans la forêt, je prendrai mes chiens, et je vous montrerai de belles lièvres. J'en ai trois Josephine, Alphonse, et le vieux Adolphe. Pour le moment Josephine est sacrée elle est mère. Le petit Alphonse s'est marié avec elle, comme ça il est un peu père de famille; nous l'épargnerons, n'est-ce-pas, monsieur? Mais le vieux Adolphe, nous le tuerons; c'est déj
To tease him, I quote the authority of Bordereau, who says that there are practically no Arabs in Gafsa; that the customs of this town are one thing and those of the Arabs another, unless he applies the word Arab to all the Mohammedan races of these parts. The objection is brushed aside; one word is as good as another, n'est-ce-pas?
You are tired. I see it. And I, too, am tired." She followed Karen to the door, murmuring: "Sans rancune, n'est-ce-pas?" "Yes, Tante." As the door closed upon Karen, Madame von Marwitz turned to Mr. Drew. "If you wish to see her, why not seek her openly? Who makes it difficult for you to approach her?" Her voice had the sharpness of splintering ice. "Why, no one, ma chére," said Mr. Drew.
And a fixed occupation is something of an advantage at times, n'est-ce-pas? Je t'aime, tu l'aime! And how soon do you ride away? Or is that question premature?" Juliet's face burned in the dimness, but she was in front of him and thankfully aware that he could not see it. "I am not answering any more questions, Charles," she said.
La Tarantina, hearing his inquiry, gave him the news in her broken English. The dancer, lithe, powerful, with the hideous feet and knotty legs typical of her profession, turned her somber, questioning eyes on the stranger: "You air Monsieur Ban-kerr, who shoot, n'est-ce-pas?" she inquired. "My name is Banneker," he replied. "Weel you be ver' good an' shoot sahmbody for me?"
One morning Worth had looked up from some comparative measurements of the tails of Pourquoi and N'est-ce-pas to demand: "Why, Aunt Kate, what do you think?" "There are times," replied Aunt Kate, looking over at the girl swaying in the hammock, humming gently to herself, "when I don't know just what to think." "Well sir, what do you think? The man that mends the boats knows more 'an Watts!"
She shivered in his hold, but she clung to him. "I don't feel like a permanent institution," she told him rather piteously. "And when you are angry " "I am not angry," said Saltash, and tweaked her ear as though she had been a boy. "But whether you feel like it or not you are my wife, and you have got to play the part. C'est entendu, n'est-ce-pas?" "Whatever you wish," said Toby faintly.
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