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"He is always on that subject; and, /sacre bleu/! when he was younger, I am told he was like Cacus, the son of Vulcan, and breathed nothing but flames." "You flatter me," said Hamilton. "Solve me now a knotty riddle, my Lord Bolingbroke. Why does a young man think it the greatest compliment to be thought wise, while an old man thinks it the greatest compliment to be told he has been foolish?"
Seated apart from the others, he had seen the affair from a distance, as it were, and now stepped to the bed to lay his hand on Gale's shoulder. "Brace up, John! Sacré bleu! Your face look lak' flour. Come outside an' get li'l' air." "It will do you good, father," urged Necia. The trader silently rose, picked up his hat, and shambled out into the night behind the Frenchman.
The meeting, and all that had passed, seemed like a waking dream. Max could hardly believe it had happened, that Sanda had sent him a message, that her father had given it, and that he, scarcely more than a bleu, had dared to speak for Manöel Valdez. That day it proved not to be a dream, for Garcia learned officially that he was to go with his comrades.
Thought perhaps you had come across something of his. There is just a whisper, you know, that you were rather a bas bleu before you came to us." "Because I was born and educated in Boston? Poor Boston! I do recall reading something of Mr. Masters' in the Atlantic I suppose it was but I have forgotten what. Here, I have grown too frivolous and happy to care to read at all.
"Thou, Trivia, goddess, aid my song: Through spacious streets conduct thy bard along." Gay's Trivia, or New Art of Walking Streets of London. L'oiseau Bleu What is it, I have more than once asked myself, what is it that I am looking for in my walks about London? Sometimes it seems to me as if I were following a Bird, a bright Bird that sings sweetly as it floats about from one place to another.
At night he dined at a fashionable establishment in Shaftesbury Avenue. In both places he received ordinary food served without distinction, reckoned up the bill, and found that in each case l'addition was correct and rushed madly back to Paris, where he sold the Café Bleu, packed up his belongings, and explained matters to his wife, doing all three things simultaneously.
The Seine was very quiet beneath its bridges, and in the Pavilion Bleu no dainty creatures sat sipping rose-tinted ices or slapped the hands of the beaky-nosed boys who used to pay for them.
Five hundred francs a month and not a penny more, and the hire of a carriage. But what is it? A machine such as they hire out for a third-rate wedding to carry an epicier to the Mairie, to Church, and to the Cadran bleu. Oh, he nettles me with his respect.
'You're a real sport, Miss Durwent. 'Ah, monsieur' she smiled with a roguishness that completely unsettled him for the remainder of the day 'have you no sympathy for my headache? Monsieur Anton Beauchamp was the proprietor of the Café Rouge in London. Monsieur Anton Beauchamp was once proprietor of the Café Bleu in Paris. For many years he had cast envious eyes on London.
Wynter coming, when she fled, dishevelled, to her own, and dropped asleep, to dream of following Lucia up the aisle of an impossible church, dressed in white with ribbons of bleu de ciel. Lucia perhaps had said to herself also that she meant to be good friends with Tiny.
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