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Updated: May 11, 2025
"Very hard, my friend, and yet that on the safe is still harder and thicker. So you see the scratch you discovered could not have been made by the trembling hand of a thief letting the key slip." "Sapristi!" exclaimed Fanferlot, stupefied: "I never should have thought of that. It certainly required great force to make the deep scratch on the safe." "Yes, but how was that force employed?
"He used his left hand, all right," said Coquenil, "and, sapristi, he had sharp nails!" "Parbleu!" mumbled the shrimp. "Here over the cheek bone is the mark of his first finger. And here, in front of the ear, is his second finger, and here is his third finger, just behind the ear, and here, way down on the neck, is his little finger. Lord of heaven, what a reach!
Another silence, then something that sounded like "Sapristi!" a groan from the gardienne, and a step was heard on the stairway. My own discomfort increased, and I would have given much to be in any other place in the world. Auguste had arrived at the head of the steps but was apparently unable to get any farther. "Bon soir, mon pere," he said. "Like a dutiful son," said Monsieur de St.
So delicate were her proportions, so bright her hair, and so compelling the charm that floated round her, that Delorme, dropping his cigarette, hastily put up his eyeglasses, and fell into his native tongue. "Sapristi! quelle petite fée avez-vous l
"You will have to come to me, monsieur," he called weakly. "I have not sufficient strength to gain my hands and knees." "SAPRISTI!" muttered Monsieur Thuran. "You are attempting to cheat me out of my winnings." Clayton heard the man shuffling about in the bottom of the boat. Finally there was a despairing groan. "I cannot crawl," he heard the Russian wail. "It is too late.
We waited, waited in our trenches, till the green-gray mob was near enough. Then the word came. Sapristi! We let loose with mitrailleuse, rifle, field-gun, everything that would throw death. It did not seem like fighting with men. It was like trying to stop a monstrous thing, a huge, terrible mass that was rushing on to overwhelm us. The waves tumbled and broke before they reached us.
It is something of that which I wish to get into my picture of Monsieur Pierson; and sapristi! it is difficult!" Fort grunted assent. So far as he could make out the painter's words, it seemed to him a large order. "To do it, you see," went on the painter, "one should have the proper background these currents of modern life and modern types, passing him and leaving him untouched.
"'Sapristi! said Monpavon, laughing, 'then, my dear Auguste, allow me to be excused from tasting them. Marigny, less familiar, glanced at his plate out of the corner of his eye. "'But, yes, Monpavon, I assure you. They look extremely good, these mushrooms. I am truly sorry that I have no appetite left. "The duke remained very serious.
What a beastly place! The floor is wet; ugh! The walls are dank and shiny things are crawling! Good heavens, something ran over my foot! It must be a rat, scurrying scampering! Sapristi! There's another! What a scrape to be in what a scrape!" The girl lifted her head and looked at him, straining her eyes for the outline of his shoulders, the mass of his dark curls.
Sapristi! if I have only one ting to say God-have-mercy for, I tink dat ver' good; I do my penance happy. Well, dat Mathurin him use to teach de school. De Cure he ver' fond of him. All de leetla children, boys and girls, dey all say: 'C'est bon Mathurin! He is not ver' cross non. He have no wife, no child; jes live by himself all alone. But he is ver' good friends with everybody in Pontiac.
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