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"But, mon pauvre Andre," she said, with an astonished air, "this is the last thing I ever dreamed of. I am so ignorant. I should put you to shame." "Oh no, you wouldn't," said he, confidently. "I know my business. Wait. Les affaires sont les affaires. I should have to give you a little contract. Let us see.
The canoes' heads were turned round, and in another moment they were driving swiftly before the wind in the direction of the open sea. "Right, right," murmured Dick Prince, as they made towards this new source of hope; "mayhap it's only a bit o' ice, but even that's better than nothin'." "If 'tis only ice," cried La Roche, "ye have ver' pauvre chance at all."
In about an hour and a half, which appeared to me to be five days at the least, we arrived at the town of Cette, and I was taken up to the house of the officer who commanded the troops, and who had often looked at me as I was carried there from the battery, saying, "Pauvre enfant!" I was put on a bed, where I again fainted away.
It is in this house, of two stories only, that an illustrious wine-shop had been merrily installed three hundred years before. This tavern created a joyous noise in the very spot which old Theophilus described in the following couplet: La branle le squelette horrible D'un pauvre amant qui se pendit. The situation was good, and tavern-keepers succeeded each other there, from father to son.
I dare say the devil may sometimes be painted blacker than he is; but Byron has a fancy for the character of Lucifer, and seems to me, on the contrary, très pauvre diable. His genius was indeed rare, but his pride, vanity, and selfishness were only so in degree. And, without knowing anything of his religious doubts or moral delinquencies, I cannot at all agree with Mr.
For answer, that irate lady pointed accusingly to McCullough. That worthy, his questionable experiment accomplished, was retreating up the corridor as fast as his crutches could carry him. "First, Docteur," began the nurse indignantly, "'e blow smoke in ze eye of ze parrot, then 'e turn roun' to pauvre M'sieu 'Ardy an' 'e sing oh, I 'ave not ze English, but 'e blaguè 'im so
I buried my face in the fur, and cried quietly to myself with shame and excitement; she stroking my head, and saying: "Pauvre petite! thou an orphan, and I doubly childless! It is thus we meet at last to join our hands across the graves of two generations of those we love!" "It was a dreadful thing!" said Mrs. Buller, rummaging in her pocket for a clean handkerchief.
Green burst out into one of those peals so peculiarly British. "Ah, le pauvre Professeur!" cried she. "He is too absurd!" "He tells me," said I, gravely, "that he is quite accable with his bonnes fortunes possibly he flatters himself that even you are not perfectly inaccessible to his addresses." "Tell me, Mr. Pelham," said the fair Mrs.
He sat himself down, talked of the Regent, of pleasure, of women, and, at last, of this very tall lady in question. "La pauvre diablesse," said he, contemptuously, "I had once compassion on her; I have repented it ever since. You have no idea what a terrible creature she is; has such a wen in her neck, quite a goitre. Mort diable!"
The dim recollection came back the firm woman's arm round him for the few tottering seconds. "It seems I am always bound to be impolite, for I don't think I thanked you," smiled Doggie. "You were at the end of your tether." Then very gently, "Pauvre garçon!" "The sales Boches had kept us awake for four nights," said Doggie. "That was why." "And you are rested now?" He laughed. "Almost."
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