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"But my niece, who was in the sisterhood a year, was glad to come out again. Though, of course, she left her sins behind her, and that was good. It is always good to get rid of one's sins, n'est-ce pas?" "Get rid of your sins? But how can you?" "If one does penance day and night, day and night, for a whole long year, one surely expiates them!
They were young men with a stubble of fair hair on their faces and many days' dirt. "Vous etes tres aimable," said one of them when I handed him a cigarette, which he took with a trembling hand. Then he stared up the street as another shower of shrapnel swept it, and said in a hasty way, "C'est l'enfer... Pour trois mois je reste sous feu. C'est trop, n'est-ce pas?"
Dear, dear nymph! Being beloved and beautiful! We love each other for good now, don't we? Yes, for ever; and Glycera may go to Bath, and Telephus take his cervicem roseam to Jack Ketch, n'est-ce pas? No. We never think of changing, my dear. However winds blow, or time flies, or spoons stir, our potage, which is now so piping hot, will never get cold.
Vos sermons me fatiguent; entendez-vous? faites place a mon Altesse royale: mesdames, me connaissez-vous? je suis la " Here she broke out into frightful hysterical shrieks and laughter, and as we ran up to her, alarmed, "Oui, Henri," she says, "il a jure de m'epouser et les princes tiennent parole n'est-ce pas?
"Ah, mon capitaine, charme de vous revoir. Buvons un coup, n'est-ce pas?" said the proprietor of the cabaret, presenting a bottle of prime French brandy, and a liquor glass, to the captain, as he entered. "Heureux voyage, n'est-ce pas, Monsieur?" "Ca va bien," replied the captain, throwing the glass of liquor down his throat. "My apartments, if you please, and a bed for this lad.
Her face is her fortune, n'est-ce pas?" "Well, it's fortune enough for any girl," said I, thinking again of Job and all the other really solemn characters in the Old Testament as hard as ever I could. The Prince sighed, genuinely this time, as if my answer had confirmed his worst suspicions. "He will be nice to Mamma, now," said little Beechy to big Beechy. "No more vacillating.
"It appears to me," I said, politely, "that for the sake of your health the other end of the street is better than this." The agent de police released his grip from the Australian's wrist and saluted me. "Vous avez raison, monsieur. Je vous remercie. Ces Australiens sont vraiment formidables, n'est-ce pas?" He disappeared through the crowd, who were smiling with a keen sense of understanding.
Then I wraps myself up in his dressing-gown, and lolling down on the sofa, bids him open the dor. There they were the bailiff two jondarms with him Toinette, and an old waiter. When Toinette sees master, she smiles, and says: "Dis donc, Charles! ou est donc ton maitre? Chez lui, n'est-ce pas? C'est le jeune a monsieur," says she, curtsying to the bailiff.
I do believe that she is JEALOUS, and fancies that you were in love with HER! Ha, ha! I could have told her ANOTHER TALE n'est-ce pas? Adieu, adieu, adieu! A thousand thousand million kisses! "Monday afternoon, 2 o'clock." There was another letter kem before bedtime; for though me and master called at the Griffinses, we wairnt aloud to enter at no price.
All is right by your gracious favour. 'Ah, you, our father, benefactor ... and ... There, God bless me! I'm a regular fool with delight.... God bless me! I look and can't believe my eyes! Ah, our father! Arkady Pavlitch glanced at me, smiled, and asked: 'N'est-ce pas que c'est touchant? 'But, Arkady Pavlitch, your honour, resumed the indefatigable agent; 'what are you going to do?
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