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It will be no small satisfaction if any of our Society here should be like the mortar to bind parties together, and weaken prejudice, that the one true knowledge may increase. 21st Attended the chapel at the Taitbout this morning. Heard a discourse by Pastor Grandpierre; he preaches the gospel in its purity, with much of the right unction.

Cayrol, who had already saved eighty thousand francs, received twelve hundred thousand from Madame Desvarennes, and settled in the Rue Taitbout, two steps from the house of Rothschild. Madame Desvarennes had made a lucky hit in choosing Cayrol as her confidential agent.

I had gone to Tortoni, a once-celebrated cafe at the corner of the Rue Taitbout, the dining place of Rossini. When Rossini had earned an income of two thousand pounds a year it is recorded that he said: "Now I've done with music, it has served its turn, and I'm going to dine every day at Tortoni's."

Such a man would not allow himself a second time such an oversight as that of the porter in the Rue Taitbout. "Paccard," whispered Asie in her master's ear, "recognized Contenson yesterday, at half-past two, in the Champs-Elysees, disguised as a mulatto servant to an Englishman, who for the last three days has been seen walking in the Champs-Elysees, watching Esther.

"Did you go with him to the Courts this morning?" "Yes, madame." "And to-day is Monday?" "Yes, madame." "Then do the Courts sit on Mondays nowadays?" "Devil take you!" cried the man, as his mistress drove off after saying to the coachman: "Rue Taitbout." Mademoiselle de Bellefeuille was weeping: Roger, sitting by her side, held one of her hands between his own.

As for himself, he speedily gained the Rue Taitbout, where he stepped into a coach, and drove off. This is the whole history of the notable arrest of Fouche. As for Davoust, I felt my hands tied with respect to him. I do not mean to affect generosity, for I acknowledge the enmity I bore him; but I did not wish it to be supposed that I was acting towards him from a spirit of personal vengeance.

"Lots!" said he, cordially. "But first let us try what we can do with Bobby. Do you ever drink a petit verre, Monsieur le Sergeant de Ville?" with a winning smile to the wooden policeman. The latter looked at the floor. "No," said he. "Never?" "Never!" "Well, I was only thinking that over on the Corner of the Rue Taitbout one finds excellent wine at twenty francs."

Rastignac dragged Lucien off to the Rue Taitbout, only a few steps away from the Boulevard de Gand, where this scene took place. It was the hour of dinner, or a crowd would have assembled at once. De Marsay came to find Lucien, and the pair insisted that he should dine with them at the Cafe Anglais, where they drank and made merry. "Are you a good swordsman?" inquired de Marsay.

"Monsieur le Baron," said Corentin, "I come in the name of Peyrade " "Ver' gott!" said the Baron, fastening the bolts of both doors. "Monsieur de Rubempre's mistress lives in the Rue Taitbout, in the apartment formerly occupied by Mademoiselle de Bellefeuille, M. de Granville's ex-mistress the Attorney-General " "Vat, so near to me?" exclaimed the Baron. "Dat is ver' strange."

Delighted to announce to his "anchel" that she was to move from the Rue Taitbout to the Rue Saint-Georges, where she was to have "ein little palace" where her memories would no longer rise up in antagonism to their happiness, the pavement felt elastic under his feet; he walked like a young man in a young man's dream.