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A chariot, Smollett insists, was necessary to "every raw surgeon"; while Bob Sawyer's expedient of "being called from church" was already vieux jeu, in the way of advertisement. Such things had been "injudiciously hackneyed." In this passage of Fathom's adventures, Smollett proclaims his insight into methods of getting practice.
The duke listened to the arguments of Vieux par-Chemins, and said that he was a man of good parts.
Laurent and Butte des Moulins, where was the Acropolis, with the temples of Apollo and Diana, and the Butte des Cannes. The harbour was the natural fiord, which is now the Vieux port; and the modern splendid street Canebiere runs along the site of the old shipbuilding-docks of the Greeks.
The Courier des Etats-Unis had told the Royal Street coterie of mighty doings far away in Italy, of misdoings in Galicia, and of horrors on the Atlantic fouler than all its deeps can ever cleanse; but nothing was yet reported to have "tranzpired" in the vieux carré. The fortunes of "the book" seemed becalmed. It was Saturday evening. The streets had just been lighted. Mlles.
Presently he looked up and caught the disappointed eyes of Fisette. "It's all right, mon vieux," he said with an encouraging smile, "and it's very good. How far from the railway?" "About six mile." Fisette's voice was unusually dull. "And you have it all staked and marked and dated?" "Yes, I'm not one damn fool." Clark laughed outright.
Bah!" he added with a snarl, "this is a place for dogs and not for human folk." "If you are not satisfied, mon vieux," retorted Heron curtly, "you can send in your resignation when you like. There are plenty who will be glad of the place." The ex-cobbler gave another surly growl and expectorated on the floor in the direction where stood the child.
What were all those thousands of little ant-like things crawling forward over the slopes? Thousands and scores of thousands of men, and horses and guns! "Les Anglais? Toujours les Anglais?" An English officer laughed, in a queer way, without any mirth in his eyes. "Les Allemands, mon vieux. Messieurs les Boches!" "L'enemi? Non pas possible!"
Chester lingered in it. "That fine large house and garden across the way," she said, "are they a Creole type?" "Yes, bez' kind for in the city. They got very few like that in the vieux carré, but up yonder in that beautiful garden diztric' of the nouveau quartier are many, where we'll perchanze go to live some day pritty soon.
He said he found him very old. "Alas! He is Vieux Garçon himself." I think of our few little dinners in my house; would we had had more! Somehow since I have been living here the image of him has been more and more stamped on me; I see and like him more. The poor, toiling, loveable fellow, to think that all is over with him now!"
And so a week or ten days went by, till one memorable afternoon, when Müller came rushing round to my rooms in hot haste, about an hour before the time when we usually met to go to dinner, and greeted me with "Good news, mon vieux! good news!
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