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Until the striking of the great city clock, Papillon had resolutely disputed the lateness of the hour, putting forward her own timekeeper as infallible a little fat round purple enamel watch with diamond figures, and gold hands much bent from being pushed backwards and forwards, to bring recorded time into unison with the young lady's desires a watch to which no sensible person could give the slightest credit.
It might be a ruse of some sort. "I know Lord Dufferin personally; I was with him in India. Also Colonel Papillon, the military attaché; we were in the same regiment. If I sent to the Embassy, the latter would, no doubt, come himself." "How do you propose to send?" "That is for you to decide.
Although Amedee was of an age to respect these notabilities, whom Papillon pointed out to him with so much deference, they did not impress him so much as certain visitors who belonged to the world of art and letters.
It was there that he recognized one evening his classmate of the Lycee, Arthur Papillon, seated at one of the political tables. The poet wondered to himself how this fine lawyer, with his temperate opinions, happened to be among these hot-headed revolutionists, and what interest in common could unite this correct pair of blond whiskers to the uncultivated, bushy ones.
We will be like two lovers, we will go to the restaurants, the theatres, the concert halls, everywhere, everywhere!" She was ready to dance for joy. "Oh! yes, yes. Let us go as soon as possible." He continued: "And then, as we must forget nothing, ask your father to have your dowry ready; I shall pay Maitre Papillon on this trip." She answered: "All right: I will tell him to-morrow morning."
"Chocolat du Papillon. Yes; and you know, mamma, there was the linen-draper's with the sign A la Pensée. I never heard such ridiculous nonsense." "Yes; and there was another, my dear," said Mrs. Cockayne, "'To the fine Englishwoman, or something of that sort." "Oh, those two or three shops, mamma," said Sophonisba, "dedicated A la belle Anglaise!
The talk of a lady and gentleman who had graduated in the salons of the Hotel de Rambouillet was a foreign language to him; and he told his sister that it was all one to him whether Lady Fareham and the Mounseer talked French or English, since it was quite as hard to understand 'em in one language as in t'other. Papillon, this rustic youth adored.
It was in this street, near the corner of the Rue de la Butte-aux-Cailles, that Lecoq had left old Papillon waiting with the cab. "Let us hasten there!" proposed Father Absinthe; "perhaps Papillon can give us some information." But Lecoq shook his head despondently. He would go no further. "It would be of no use," he said.
The day after the triumph, the month of imprisonment will be taken into account, and St. Pelagie is not the 'carcere duro'. Papillon is cunning and wishes to have a finger in every pie, so he goes to dine once a week with those who owe their sojourn in this easy-going jail to him, and regularly carries them a lobster. Paul Sillery, who has also made Maurice's acquaintance, loiters in this studio.
She had much applauded M. Violette's beautiful verse, she said, that Jocquelet had recited at her house on the last Thursday of her season; and she had just read with the greatest pleasure his Poems from Nature. She thanked M. Papillon who bows his head and lets his monocle fall for having brought M. Violette. She was charmed to make his acquaintance.
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