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Updated: June 27, 2025
The door opens and the lady's-maid exclaims, "It is he, Madame!" Madame It is he! Monsieur It is he! The artist enters hurriedly and bows while turning his sleeves up. Madame My dear Silvani, this is unbearable. Silvani Very sorry, very, but could not come any sooner. I have been dressing hair since three o'clock in the afternoon.
I have just left the Duchesse de W., who is going to the Ministry this evening. She sent me home in her brougham. Lisette, give me your mistress's combs, and put the curling-tongs in the fire. Madame But, my dear Silvani, my maid's name is not Lisette.
Monsieur Come, calm yourself, I will go into the drawing-room; is there a fire there? Monsieur I will go to my study, then. Madame There is none there, either. What do you want a fire in your study for? What a singular idea! High up, you know, Silvani, and a dash of disorder, it is all the rage. Silvani Would you allow a touch of brown under the eyes? That would enable me to idealize the coiffure.
Of all the worships of Rome that which perhaps had the deepest hold was the worship of the tutelary spirits that presided in and over the household and the storechamber: these were in public worship Vesta and the Penates, in family worship the gods of forest and field, the Silvani, and above all the gods of the household in its strict sense, the Lases or Lares, to whom their share of the family meal was regularly assigned, and before whom it was, even in the time of Cato the Elder, the first duty of the father of the household on returning home to perform his devotions.
Silvani sheds a light cloud of scented powder over his work, on which he casts a lingering look of satisfaction, then bows and retires. In passing through the anteroom, he runs against Monsieur, who is walking up and down. Silvani A thousand pardons, I have the honor to wish you good night. A quarter of an hour later the sound of a carriage is heard.
In short, the knife to my throat to compel me to play Venus." Turning to the screen on the right she said: "Pass me the red for the lips, dear; mine are too pale." To the hairdresser, who is making his way to the door: "Silvani, go to the gentlemen who are dressing in the billiard-room, and in the Baron's dressing-room, they perhaps may need you.
Silvani sheds a light cloud of scented powder over his work, on which he casts a lingering look of satisfaction, then bows and retires. In passing through the anteroom, he runs against Monsieur, who is walking up and down. Silvani A thousand pardons, I have the honor to wish you good night. A quarter of an hour later the sound of a carriage is heard.
I will walk up and down in the anteroom. It is like that of the Princesse de K., whose hair I dressed yesterday. Lisette, get the powder ready. Ears like yours, Madame, are not numerous. Madame You were saying Silvani Would your ear, Madame, be so modest as not to listen? Madame's hair is at length dressed.
My friend Nanni Silvani was all that I have described the buttero to be.
When Georges caught sight of me he kissed my hand, and while the maids kneeling about me were settling the skirt, and the hairdresser was clipping the tulle of the veil, he said in a husky voice, "You look charming, dear." He was not thinking in the least of what he was saying, and I answered mechanically: "Do you think so? Not too short, the veil, Monsieur Silvani.
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