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"If you did not give her that," the queen muttered sullenly, picking at the silken coverlet which lay on her feet, "you have given her all else. You cannot deny it." Henry let a gesture of despair escape him. "Are we to go back to that?" he said. Then turning to me, "Tell her," he said between his teeth; "and tell me. VENTRE SAINT GRIS are you dumb, man?"
It was Obriant who taught me to say 'Be jabers, just as we might say 'Ma foi'; and also 'The curse of Crummle! which means 'Ventre bleu! Many a time I have seen the English smile with pleasure when they have heard me speak so much like one of themselves.
Battle-scarred and covered with dried blood clots that still clung tenaciously to his long hair, he was a sight that drew at last a long despairing breath from Nepeese. A queer smile was growing in Pierrot's face as he leaned forward in his chair. Then slowly rising to his feet and looking closer, he said to Nepeese: "Ventre Saint Gris!
"Oh!" thought Chicot, "here is the penitent. She looks young; it is very odd, but I find resemblances in every one I see. And here comes the squire; as for him, there is no mistake; I know him, and if he be Mayneville ventre de biche! why should not the lady be Madame de Montpensier? And, morbleu! that woman is the duchess!" After a moment, he saw the pale head of Borromée behind them.
"Who instructed you in the holy mystery?" "My friend, the Comte de Monsoreau, a man zealous for religion." "Then," said the Duc de Guise, "as your highness has joined us, have the goodness to tell us what you intend to do for the league." "I intend to serve the Catholic religion in all its extent." "Ventre de biche!" thought Chicot, "why not propose this right out to the king?
At this moment out came Meg with a glowing poker. 'This wull shift ye, if the Bargeist disna, she cried, as she lunged at the Land Sergeant's mare and caught her fair upon the near buttock. With a muffled skreigh the mare leapt forward, seized the bit 'twixt her teeth, and ventre
"Since you have none, dear M. Chicot, it seems to me useless to return to it." "But I had one, sire, but I was forced to destroy it, for M. de Mayenne ran after me to steal it from me." "Mayenne?" "In person." "Luckily he does not run fast. Is he still getting fatter?" "Ventre de biche! not just now, I should think." "Why not?"
"Eh, ventre Dieu! are we not in the land of Beauffremont?" cried the other, pointing to the empty goblets. "I will tell you, then, an adventure well known at Dijon, which happened at the time I was in command there, and was worth being written down.
This consists of a simple gros de laine, trimmed with ashes of roses, with overskirt of scare bleu ventre saint gris, cut bias on the off-side, with facings of petit polonaise and narrow insertions of pâte de foie gras backstitched to the mise en sce`ne in the form of a jeu d'esprit. It gives to the wearer a singularly piquant and alluring aspect.
I have already had the honor of speaking to your majesty of an alliance between all true Catholics." "Yes, yes," said Chicot, "the League; ventre de biche, Henri, the League. By St. Bartholomew! how can you forget so splendid an idea, my son?" The duke cast a disdainful glance on Chicot, while d'Anjou, who stood by, as pale as death, tried by signs, to make the duke stop.
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