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"Sacre bleu!" he roared; "you are in love with this conqueror of women this soldier aristocrat!" The only answer to this unbearable insult was a louder tumult of laughter; a crash, a splash, and a volley of oaths from Barbe-Grise.
The table had been reduced to a small oval; and the servants proceeded to serve a dinner which told Howard that Sir Stephen had become possessed of a chef who was a cordon bleu. The wines were as choice as the menu; but Sir Stephen watered his Chateau claret, and ate but little, excusing himself in the middle of a sentence with: "I'm setting you a bad example.
It was impossible even to taste all the things, but the Georgian cook must have been a "cordon bleu." On February 16th one of the long-delayed cars arrived, and we were in ecstasies, and took our places on the steamer for Persia; but the radiator had been broken on the way down, and Mrs. Wynne was delayed again. I started, as my car was arranged for, and had to go on board.
"Ventre saint bleu! heard ever Canadian or Frenchman such moonshine madness! I repeat it, your Excellency dismantle Quebec? How in God's name are the King's dominions and the King's subjects to be defended?" Rigaud got warmer. He was fearless, and would, as every one knew, have out his say had the King been present in person.
We are man to man, and in ten minutes we can have everything settled with fairness to both parties." "This is a new idea, Monsieur, and I confess it does not commend itself to me," said Paolo. "I suppose, however, you are anxious to fight?" "Sacré bleu, but yes.
Such a visitor wanders about the French capital with the zest of a philosopher; he warms at the frequent spectacle of enjoyable old age, notwithstanding the hecatombs left at Moscow and Waterloo, Sebastopol and Magenta; he reads on the dome of the Invalides the names of a hundred battle-fields; muses on the proximity of the lofty and time-stained Cathedral, and the little book-stall, where poor students linger in the sun; detects a government spy in the loquacious son of Crispin who acts as porter at his lodgings; pulls the cordon bleu at a dear author's oaken door on the quatrième etage in a social mood, and recalls Wellington's marquee on the Boulevard Italien, in the midst of the gay throng; notes the dexterity of a peripatetic shoeblack at his work; loves to sup in one of the restaurants of the Palais Royal, because there Dr.
"The obvious derivation of the word stunning," said Mother Carey, as she rose to meet her guests in the drawing-room, and Cecil to hold the door for her. "Stay, Evelyn," said Allen. "This is the night when unlicked cubs do disport themselves in our precincts. A mistaken sense of philanthropy has led my mother to make this house the fortnightly salon bleu of St. Thomas's.
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.
I remember at poor Rawdon Crawley's, Sir Pitt Crawley's brother he was Governor of Coventry Island Steyne's chef always came in the morning, and the butler arrived wit the champagne from Gaunt House, in the ice-pails ready." "How good this is!" said Popjoy, good-naturedly. "You must have a cordon bleu in your kitchen." "O yes," Mrs. Bungay said, thinking he spoke of a jack-chain very likely.
To retire without supping, at the hour when all other artists supped, would have been to abdicate, to abandon the struggle, and he would not abandon it, sacre bleu! On the evening in question the actor had not yet come in and the women were waiting for him, talking as they worked, and with great animation, notwithstanding the lateness of the hour.
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