Mysteries of Paris, V3 by Eugène Sue
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one of the windows of the ground-floor."
"The yard's back?" "What stupidity! No, the servant's. The glasses are so dirty that I could see nothing of her figure; but I could see her cherry-colored cap, and a profusion of curls, as black as jet; for she wears her hair in short curls." "I am sure that the governor would not have seen through his spectacles as much as you did; for here you have one, as they say, who, if he remained alone with a woman on the earth, the world would soon come to an end." "That is not astonishing. He laughs best who laughs last, and, moreover, punctuality is the politeness of kings." "How wearisome Chalamel is when he lays himself out to it!" "Tell me what company you keep, and I'll tell you what you are." "Oh! how pretty!" "As for me, I have an idea that it is superstition that stupefies the governor more and more." "It is, perhaps, from penitence, that he gives us forty sous for our breakfast." "The fact is, he must be crazy." |
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