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Updated: June 2, 2025
Among these is the incidental remark of Madame de Lambert to her son: "MON AMI, NE VOUS PERMETTEZ JAMAIS QUE DES FOLIES, QUI VOUS FERONT GRAND PLAISIR" the motherliest and wisest remark, by the way, that was ever addressed to a son.
As the other travellers descended from the carriage and formed a little knot upon the platform, the Comtesse de Boistelle, now occupied with a betufted poodle frisking at the end of a leash, strolled by him. As she passed Paul she dropped a jewelled reticule, which he promptly recovered for her, offering it with a grave face and a murmured "Permettez moi, Madame."
It is certain that in whatever butterfly humour Mozart regarded her, she took him and his kisses and his flowery declarations seriously. Had he not said in this very letter, "love me as I love you, and then we shall never cease loving each other?" Had he not thence broken into French? "Je vous baise vos mains, vôtre visage afin, tout ce que vous me permettez de baiser.
Coming to a halt opposite the embarrassed Princess and placing his hands behind his back, he fixed his dull grey eyes upon her, and said in a hoarse treble: "Permettez... but what is the good of that sort of thing here... All I need say is: I engage you for the mazurka"... "Very well!" she replied in a trembling voice, throwing a beseeching glance around. Alas!
Espérons toujours! Et vous, ma pauvre Mademoiselle. Vous êtes excédée. Permettez que je vous fasse la meme piqure?" But she thanked him and said she wanted all her wits about her, though she promised "se maîtriser" to keep calm. What a night! Her ears had a sense of hearing that was preternaturally acute. The most distant step in the corridors was audible. Was it a reprieve?
"Come with me to my room now, Tommy, and I will play for you. Vous permettez, madame?" Lady Kingsmead bowed graciously, but when the door closed, frowned with disgust, and putting Maeterlinck on the table, drew Claudine from under an embroidered pillow and began to read.
He had a turgid, sentimental wife, always weeping and cramming her religious notions down his throat. Of course someone asked Rouletabille what he thought of Russia, but he had no more than opened his mouth to reply than Athanase Georgevitch closed it by interrupting: "Permettez! Permettez! You others, of the young generation, what do you know of it?
"Mademoiselle, permettez moi," said Le Rue, advancing to the waiting-maid and politely offering his hand. Another moment and the "ladies" were seated in the vehicle and carefully repacked by our travellers, while their Irish driver mounted to his seat in front and gathered up the reins. "Thanks, gentlemen, many thanks," repeated the ladies, with bewitching smiles.
"M. du Bartas, I am charmed to make your acquaintance. With your leave, I will pursue it when I am better able to profit by it. To-morrow I will write to you to propose another meeting should my health allow." "Enchanté, madame," murmured the Frenchman, more embarrassed than he had ever been in his life. "Permettez moi de vous faire mes plus sincères excuses."
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