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"Ah, if you would but work, Jacques, you vaurien, I would make a great man of you," Hennepin had said to him more than once; but this had made no impression on Jacques. It was more to the point that the ground-hogs and black squirrels and pigeons were plentiful in Casanac Woods. And so he thought as he stood at the door of the Church of St.
It is not much to kill or to die that is in the game; but that other, 'mon Dieu! Little Hammer, you see how he hide his head: not because he kill the Tarquin, that Brigley, but because he is a poor 'vaurien' now, and he once was happy and had a wife. . . . What would you do, judge honourable? . . . Little Hammer, I shake your hand so How!" But Little Hammer made no reply.
"It is not Maitre Ranulph," answered her friendly inquisitor; "it is not that M'sieu' Detricand, the vaurien." Guida flushed with annoyance. "It is not that farmer Blampied, with fifty vergees, all potatoes; it is not M'sieu' Janvrin, that bat'd'lagoule of an ecrivain. Ah bah, so it goes!" "Who is it, then?" persisted Guida. "Eh ben, that is the thing!"
The Chief of Errington was probably much more agreeable, besides being a better match than Jock of Hazeldean, who clearly was what an old Frenchman lately described to me 'un vaurien, mon cher, qui court les filles et qui n'a pas le son. But then poor Frank was the government candidate; so, of course, in a popular election, he went to the wall."
"Well, why not give the poor vaurien a chance to take up the mortgage?" "Why, he hasn't paid the interest in five years!" said Lavilette. "But ah you have had the use of the land, I think, monsieur. That should meet the interest." Lavilette scowled a little; Farcinelle grunted and laughed. "How can I give him a chance to pay the mortgage?" said Lavilette. "He never had a penny.
He deserves his fate. I believe he is mad. He is a complete vaurien. When Parliament is prorogued, as to-day, the peers are without their robes. The Chancellor was in his legal dress. The Commons appear without a summons by their clerks, and the Chancellor merely desires the proclamation to be read.
Your grandfather killed a man, your father drank and killed a man. Your grandfather drove his wife to her grave, your father broke your mother's heart. Why should you break the heart of any girl in the world? Leave her alone. Is it love to a woman when you break all the commandments, and shame her and bring her down to where you are a bad vaurien?
Once while he was there, Father Halen and his sister, Mrs. Lauder, came. They found Pierre with the child, rocking the cradle, and humming as he did so an old song of the coureurs de bois: "Out of the hills comes a little white deer, Poor little vaurien, o, ci, ci! Come to my home, to my home down here, Sister and brother and child o' me Poor little, poor little vaurien!"
I am afraid she stayed too long with you yesterday. You are to dine with me on Monday, remember; the salt beef awaits your pleasure. March 17, 1797. Friday morning. And so, you goose, you lost your supper, and deserved to lose it, for not desiring Mary to give you some beef. There is a good boy, write me a review of Vaurien.
"Mamma kisses me on the promenade," she told them in her artless way. "She never kisses me at home!" One day when Lord Kew with Florac and Clive were playing with the children, Antoinette said, "Pourquoi ne venez-vous plus chez nous, M. de Kew? And why does mamma say you are a lache? She said so yesterday to ces messieurs. And why does mamma say thou art only a vaurien, mon cousin?
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