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"I'm quite agreeable," said the fighter, "but we must stick as close together as the two legs of the same body, for if you are fine as silk, I as strong as steel, and daggers are always as good as traps you hear that, my good brother." "Yes," said the advocate, "the cause is heard now shall it be the thread or the iron?" "Eh? ventre de Dieu! is it then a king that we are going to settle?
I tell you that the association is impossible. In the first place . . . It is of no matter," biting her lips. "I know." "Ventre Saint Gris! as my grandfather used to say, there is but one grey cloak lined with purple satin, but one square velvet collar, a fashion which the Chevalier invented himself. Three persons saw and recognized the cloak.
"Ventre de biche!" thought Chicot; "my helmet is much attached to me, for, after having taken it myself to the Hotel Guise, it comes here to meet me again." At a sign from Borromée, the monks now formed into lines, while Chicot sat down on a bench to look on. Gorenflot stood up. "Attention," whispered Borromée to him.
"Ventre de biche!" cried Chicot. "The bourgeois!" "The reverend father!" "With that helmet!" "With that buff coat!" "I am surprised to see you." "I am delighted to meet you again." And they looked fiercely at each other, but Borromée, quickly assuming an air of amiable urbanity, said, "Vive Dieu, you are cunning, M. Robert Briquet." "I, reverend father; and why do you say so?"
"Ah! you make me a prisoner," cried Chicot; "I, an ambassador. Sire, you violate the rights of nations." Henri began to laugh, and Chicot could not help joining him. "You are mad," said Henri. "Why the devil did you want to go away from here, have you not been well treated?" "Too well, ventre de biche! too well. It seems to me as if I were like a goose being fattened.
"Trick?" he cried, with a flash of his eyes. "A trick, you say? No, VENTRE DE SAINT GRIS! there is no man in France dare trick me so!" I did not contradict him, the rather as we were now close to the kennels, and I was anxious to allay his excitement; that it might not be detected by the keen eyes that lay in wait for us, and so add to the gossip to which his early return must give rise.
'If I am taken, sire, I answered, trembling, but not with fear, 'my fate be on my own head. I saw the king's eyes soften, at that, and his face change so swiftly that I scarce knew him for the same man. He let the weapon drop with a clash on the table. 'Ventre Saint Gris! he exclaimed with a strange thrill of yearning in his tone. 'I swear by God, I would I were in your shoes, sir.
Ventre St. Gris! If he has no respect for me, at least he might consider how he slanders a child of such grace and wit and beauty, a lady of her high birth and noble lineage." There was a dangerous quiver of emotion in his voice that was not missed by the keen ears of Sully. Henry moved from the window, and flung into a chair.
It seems to me that Bearn is large enough for your sentimental promenades, without continuing them in this Babylon, where you have nearly got us killed twenty times to-day. Go home, if you wish to make love, but, here, keep to your political intrigues, my master." "Let him scold, ma mie, and never mind him; I think he would be ill if he did not." "But, at least, ventre St.
Among the "Five Hundred" and the "Ancients," Thibaudeau and Troncon-Ducoudray, the two leaders "du ventre," arrest the arms of Pichegru and other energetic men, prevent them from striking, allow them only to ward off the blow, and always too late.
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