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Poor M. Nioche was speechless a moment, with amazement and gratitude, and then he seized Newman's hand, pressed it between his own ten fingers, and gazed at him with watery eyes. "As pretty as that? They shall be a thousand times prettier they shall be magnificent, sublime. Ah, if I only knew how to paint, myself, sir, so that I might lend a hand! What can I do to thank you? Voyons!"
'Why, Lady Davenant, I made a point of calling, ever so long ago after that day! the young man exclaimed, not reassured, or at any rate not enlightened. 'I daresay you did but you mustn't justify yourself; that's just what I don't want; it isn't what I sent for you for. I have something very particular to say to you, but it's very difficult. Voyons un peu!
"How do you do, sir?" she said, and put out both her hands. "I'm ill," answered Harry. "I I've brought a letter for you, Blanche." "A letter, and from whom is it, pray? Voyons," she said. "I don't know I should like to know," said Foker. "How can I tell until I see it?" asked Blanche. "Has Mrs. Bonner not told you?" he said, with a shaking voice; "there's some secret.
"Shut up," interrupted the butcher, "I'm going to read." "I was sure of it," said the woman, addressing Gethryn, "`Voyons, Sophie, said " but the butcher interrupted her, again reading aloud: "The condemned struggled fearfully, and it required the united efforts of six gendarmes " "Cochon!" said the woman. "Listen, will you!" cried the man.
"Then, as soon as you have had the other patched up and settled somewhere in safety, you'd better leave him in Krok's care and get back here. And the sooner the better. The people in Guernsey will want your story from your own lips in this matter." "How soon can we get into the cave?" "Nom-de-Dieu, yes!... Voyons donc! About two o'clock with a wet shirt.
"Voyons, Marguerite," said her lover, almost blubbering. "I have loved you all your life. Ever since you were a little totterer whom I carried in my arms and planted on the top of the garden wall to pick coquelicots, I have thought of you as one to be some day mine. I see now how foolish I have been.
"My idea voyons! is simply that you should let Madame de Vionnet know you, simply that you should consent to know HER. I don't in the least mind telling you that, clever and charming as she is, she's ever so much in my confidence. All I ask of you is to let her talk to you. You've asked me about what you call my hitch, and so far as it goes she'll explain it to you.
"There there mais voyons!" I exclaimed in a vain effort to stop her tears "mais voyons! Come, you must not cry like that." Little by little she ceased crying, until her sobbing gave way to brave little hiccoughs, then, at length, she opened her eyes. "Suzette," I whispered the thought flashing through my mind, "is it possible that you love Monsieur Tanrade?"
And this is the way M. Flourens extinguishes natural selection: "Voyons donc encore une fois, ce qu'il peut y avoir de fonde dans ce qu'on nomme 'election naturelle'. "'L'election naturelle' n'est sous un autre nom que la nature. Pour un etre organise, la nature n'est que l'organisation, ni plus ni moins.
"But one day per'aps? You love someone, hein?" She studied his face with a wicked curiosity. "There is no one to give it to." "But there was " He tried desperately to regain the old sarcastic inflection. "No doubt it seems inevitable to you." "Tell me about 'er. Voyons, if you can't keep me alive, Monsieur mon docteur, you might at least amuse me." "There is nothing to tell.
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