trabucco

Updated: May 21, 2025

I followed her closely, and seated myself for the third time beside her, ready for another attack. She would be obliged at last to say something. George Sand drew an enormously thick Trabucco cigar out of her apron pocket, and called out "Frederic! un fidibus!" This offended me for him, that perfect gentleman, my master; I understood Liszt's words: "Pauvre Frederic!" in all their significance.

Frederick Niecks - Frederick Chopin, as a Man and Musician — Volume 2