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This injustice I will oppose with all my might, but I will be fair with you." "Fair vit' me!" he shouted. "Vat do you mean? T'at I shall die unknown, vit' t'e greatest discofery of all time in my hands? You call t'at fair? It is not fair to me, because I haf hungered for fame as you for beauty. But t'at is not'ing; t'at is for me only, and I am not'ing.
I interrupted. "How would I look? Would it change me totally? Would I really be the most beautiful? I stopped, blushing at my own eagerness. "Absolutely; I svear it. T'e most perfectly beautiful voman in t'e vorld. Mein Gott, yes. How not? Never vas t'ere yet a perfectly beautiful voman. Not von. All have defects; none fulfills t'e ideal. You? You vill look like yourself. I do not miracles.
"Well, I hope nobody, Isidore; I hardly expected it myself, your father set those candles so close the one behind the other." Isidore doubled with mirth and as suddenly straightened. "Your horse is here since yesterday. She left him by my father. She didn't t'ink t'e Yankees is going to push away out here to-night. But he is a pusher, t'at Grierson! You want him to-night, t'at horse?
"Is Zeit-Zeit the little purblind, monkey-faced fellow who is wheeled around in a big red chair every day?" "T'e fery same, monsieur a great Highness." Rushford made a grimace of disgust. "What's the matter with him?" he asked. "Does he only need a bath, or is it more than skin deep?" "Eet iss an hereditary trait, monsieur." "Hereditary taint, you mean!
We take only human beings not monstrosities. Has he applied?" "Yess, monsieur; he tesires hees old apartment." "Which was that?" "Apartment A, monsieur; he hass always had t'e pest in t'e house when he come here mit' hees fat'er." "Well, apartment A's already taken; even if it were empty, he shouldn't have it. Where's your nerve, Pelletan here's your chance for revenge!"
Ve but hasten t'e process, as t'e chemist hastens fermentation; Nature constructs, she does not adapt or alter or modify. Ve produce beauty by Nature's own met'od. V'y not hereditary?" I had made up my mind. "I'll do it," I cried, no longer able to resist, for the fever of it was in my blood. "You shall make your attempt on me! It can do no harm.
"If Madame la Duchesse had only notified us of t'is honour!" protested Pelletan, with upraised hands. "I swear t'at I haff not'ing not'ing not one single apartment wort'y off madame not efen one leetle room up under t'e gutters." "Nonsense!" she interrupted, vigorously. "I have heard all that a hundred times at least. Which apartment has my nephew?" "Madame's nephew?" "Certainly, imbecile!
Rushford glanced about the deserted smoking-room. "No," he said; "I haven't seen any to fall off. I've been wondering how you managed to pay out." "Ah, monsieur," cried Pelletan, wringing his hands, "t'at iss eet I haf been paying out unt paying out until t'e las' franc iss gone. I wass at no time reech, monsieur; at t'is moment I am in ruins!" And, indeed, he looked the part.
She worked as if for dear life, but every quiver of her back told that she was listening. "You agree vit' me?" "It seems reasonable; the subject is one that you have deeply studied." "Ach so! T'e perfect organism must haf t'e perfect beauty. T'e vorld has nefer seen a perfectly beautiful man or voman. Vat vould it say to von, t'ink you?
Where were you when I was in your room just now?" His shoes were on. "Vhat you vanted mit me? I vas by dot librair' going. For vhat you moof dot putterfly-net fon t'e mandtelpiece? You make me too much troubple to find dot vhen I vas in a hurry!" He shook it at me. "Hurry!" In my anger and distress I laughed. "My friend" laying a hand on him "you'll hurry across the street with me."
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