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From where I sat I saw his coarse forefinger stop under a head-line. "Smeeth, Berkelek," he muttered, and read on down the page. "Citizen of Amérique du Nord. "Height medium. "Age forty-one. "Hair auburn. "Eyes brown. "Chin and frontal square. "No scars." "Would your excellency like to see my hunting permit and description?" I ventured.
She soon recovered from her confusion, and reappeared with ease and confidence. The dinner was tolerably cheerful, and the conversation very animated. Brilliant entertainments were given at Court in honour of the King of Sweden and the Comte du Nord.
When the next morning I moved up the long platform of the Gare du Nord in search of a cab, I stepped immediately behind the big Danish hound. He was walking along, his shoulders shaking as he walked, his tongue hanging from his mouth. The Woman had him by a leash, her maid following with the band-boxes, the feather boa, and the parasols.
Even here, in the colorless region of the Gare du Nord, the perfumed breath of the courtesan city crept like the fumes of wine; the insidious sense of nocturnal energy swept the brain, as the traffic jingled by and the crowds upon the footpaths thronged into the cafés and overflowed into the roadway.
How delightful it would be to get into the country even for an hour. Why should she not also make her way to Lacville? Situated within a drive of the beautiful Forest of Montmorency, the pretty little town of Lacville is still famed for its healing springs and during the summer months of the year is much frequented by Parisians. There are frequent trains from the Gare du Nord.
«A vingt lieues environ au nord de Santa Fée
"Sam Sorrel," said Fred Temple one day to his friend while they were seated at breakfast in the house of a farmer of the Nord Fiord, "we have been here more than a fortnight now; we have enjoyed ourselves much, have had good sport of various kinds, and have laid in a stock of health and wisdom, it is to be hoped, that will last us for some time to come."
"You have always something you are tucking away when I come into the shop. But now I have caught you. Now I leave witnesses, and now I am going for the police." The boy gave a piercing scream. "Will no one help me, will no one help me?" he cried. Halfvorson was gone, and the old woman who managed his house came up to him. "Get up and dress yourself, Petter Nord!
I did not want to go in this miserable state...." "When must we go? Today?" asked Perrine. "No; it's too late today. We must go tomorrow morning. You go and find out the hours of the train and the price of the tickets. It is the Gare du Nord station, and the place where we get out is Picquigny." Perrine anxiously sought Grain-of-Salt.
They had brought out plenty of romances already, such as the Tour du Nord, Le Marchand de Benares, La Fontaine du Sepulcre, and Tekeli, translations of the works of Galt, an English novelist who never attained much popularity in France. The success of translations of Scott had called the attention of the trade to English novels.
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