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They charged along the road up to La Haye Sainte, dwindling as they went by the incessant fire of 80 pieces of Artillery, many of them within a few yards, till their number did not exceed 300. Then Napoleon turned round to Bertrand, lifted his hand, cried out, "C'est tout perdu, c'est tout fini," and galloped off with La Corte and Bertrand, quitting most probably for ever a field of battle.
At the end of a minute or so 'Ha'e ye got it bad, Macgreegor? he inquired. 'So, so. Arm an' leg. I'm feelin' rotten, but I'm no fini shed yet. Ha'e ye ony water? Ma bottle's shot through. 'Here ye are. . . . Feelin' seeck-like? 'I'm seeck at gettin' knocked oot at the vera beginnin. 'Never heed. Did ye kill yer man? 'Ay. 'Same here. . . . In the back. . . . Ma Goad!
The mothers returned to fetch their children. The old ladies and Monsieur Leddin were aroused. "C'est fini! Ah!" And in the courtyard one could hear them calling as they dispersed. "Good-night, Madame Cocard." "Good-night, Madame Bidon." "Don't forget." "I won't." "Till next time." "That's it, till next time." A young woman approached me.
"I think it's rather fine to plunge into old age like that. You go on being young and beautiful till everyone marvels, and then one day or night, perhaps you look in the glass and you see the wrinkles as they are " "Does any woman ever do that?" "She must have! And you say to yourself, 'C'est fini! and you throw up the sponge. No more struggles for you!
"No, sir; by Boulogne" "C'est bon; quel age avez vous. What old, ma belle?" "Nineteen, sir, in June." "And are you alone, quite, eh?" "No, sir, my little girl." "Ah! your leetel girl c'est fort bien je m'appercois; and your name?" "Fanny Linwood, sir." "C'est fini, ma chere, Mademoiselle Fanni Linwood," said the old man, as he wrote down the name.
The American flag predominated above all other Allied flags; in fact, the people of Tours seemed to be very partial to America. "Vive l'Amerique" they shouted, "La guerre est fini." They are very emotional and demonstrative.
"Atai boudroy dan bous fini ma triplo paouzo; Mais anfin, ey cantat, n'hazardi pas gran caouzo: Quand Pegazo reguinno, et que d'un cot de pe M'emboyo friza mas marotos, Perdi moun ten, es bray, mais noun pas moun pape; Boti mous bers en papillotos!" 'Portraits Contemporains, ii. 50. Par C. A. Sainte-Beuve, Membre de l'Academie Francaise. 1847. Jasmin was now thirty-six years old.
"Well, c'est fini, now," said I, drawing upon that bountiful source of consolation ever open to the man who mars his fortune that "what is past can't be amended;" which piece of philosophy, as well as its twin brother, that "all will be the same a hundred years hence," have been golden rules to me from my childhood.
I wished then I had put sugar in the cocoa to make them stick better. But after considerable argument, they left me. Just before the officer walked away, he shook a warning finger at me and said, "Fini dead fertig," which was his French, English, and German for the game idea: "If you don't behave yourself, you are a dead man!"
"Well, c'est fini, now," said I, drawing upon that bountiful source of consolation ever open to the man who mars his fortune that "what is past can't be amended;" which piece of philosophy, as well as its twin brother, that "all will be the same a hundred years hence," have been golden rules to me from my childhood.
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