Le Petit Chose (Histoire d'un Enfant)Daudet, Alphonse
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Le Petit Chose (Histoire d'un Enfant)
Daudet, Alphonse
Autobiographical fiction; Bildungsromans; French fiction -- 19th century; French language -- Readers
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to bend
to sweat
a master-piece
the farrier
to bleed
the staff
he had sat down on the ground
from that day forth
to rub one’s hands
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to spit
hideous
near (_adj_)
to horrify
the beard
to kiss
I should have succeeded in doing it
the day when he left
what will become of him?
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chubby
a snare
coarse
proud
implacable
the truce
to be on the look-out
he knows his trade well
in spite of oneself
52
to sew
to spin
the heel
the spectacles
the cassock
to forget
my window looks out on to the courtyard
he was walking with long strides
on the first storey
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the mist
the library
the bookseller
destitute
the smallpox
the scamp
cost what it may
I have a great mind to go and see her
not a corner which was not full
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to explain
the silk
to unhook
to project, jut
the elbow
to smoke
so so _or_ as well as one can
sitting astride
what a funny idea!
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the shelf
to lend
the nail
the trade
to take
away to spoil
by the way, I forgot to tell you..
he might just as well not have come
you need not blush
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to suspect
the trust
the suffering
empty
the fly
a stride
you can take my word for it
with gilt edges
you will never pull through
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the flag
the tent
the velvet
the sponge
the crowd
bald
I cannot stand it any longer
he did not seem to suspect it
everywhere at the same time
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the flag
to lie fallow
threadbare
coaxing
careless
proudly
this way! this way!
good-bye till next year
the band struck up a march
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the skirt
the lawn
the swan
to whip
the hay
to suck
I spend my days in reading
if I could have gone
to go bird-catching with a bird-call
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to guess
to add
the illness
the eyelash
the dawn
to bless
how are you this morning?
to retire with a low bow
I have been told to wait upon him
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to sigh
to light
without fail
shrewd
to place
kindness
to pout
in utter despair he went away
I cannot make up my mind to speak
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beforehand
hush!
to steal
sugar
to dismiss
to shot in
you take my meaning
nor the days after either
as a crowning misfortune
63
the rest, repose
a clock
the wheelwork
usual
to stream
fiercely
to profit by sg.
how short the holidays are!
from top to bottom
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to wind up
harsh
to embitter
to outflank
a riot
to hiss
thanks to his efforts
I cannot bear it any longer
in the dead of night
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a point
the frog
the sample
the scoundrel
the farm
the demeanour
in a trice
to laugh at some one
I am not particular about it
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unheard of
indignant
the gesture
afresh
the firmness
contemptuous
he struck him a violent blow with his fist
I tried to keep my composure
we’ll see about that
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