The Mysteries of Paris, illustrated with etchings, Vol. 5 — John Shaqi
The Mysteries of Paris, illustrated with etchings, Vol. 5Sue, Eugène
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The Mysteries of Paris, illustrated with etchings, Vol. 5
Sue, Eugène
Paris (France) -- Fiction
"_Parbleu!_ It is quite impossible to get a glimpse of her; for the
governor is more resolute than ever in preventing us from entering into
the pavilion in the courtyard."
"And besides, as it is the porter who now cleans out the office, how can
one see this damsel?"
"Well, I've seen her."
"You?"
"When I say I've seen her, I've seen her cap; such a rum cap!"
"Oh, pooh! What sort?"
"It was cherry-coloured velvet, I think; a kind of skull-cap like the
'buy-a-broom' girls wear."
"Like the Alsaciennes? Why, that's simple enough, as she is an
Alsacienne!"
"I was passing across the yard the day before yesterday, and she was
leaning with her back against one of the windows of the ground floor."
"What! The yard?"
"No, donkey, no,--the servant! The panes of the lower part are so dirty
that I could not see much of the Alsacienne; but those in the middle of
the window were not so grubby, and I saw her cherry-coloured cap and a
profusion of curling hair as black as jet, for she had her head dressed
_a la Titus_."
"I'm sure the governor has not seen even as much as that through his
spectacles; for he is one who, as they say, if he were left alone with
one woman on the earth, then the world would end."
"That is not astonishing. 'He laughs best who laughs last!' And the more
so, as 'Punctuality is the politeness of monarchs!'"
"Jupiter! How stupid Chalamel is when he likes!"
"Deuce take it! Tell me where you go, and I'll tell you who you are!"
"Beautiful!"
"As for me, I think it is superstition which makes our governor more and
more hoggish."
"And, perhaps, it is as a penitence that he gives us forty sous a day
for our breakfast."
"He must, indeed, have taken leave of his senses."
"Or be ill."
"I have thought him very much bewildered these many days past."
"It is not that we see so much of him. He who, for our misery, was in
his study at sunrise, and always at our backs, is now two days without
even poking his nose into the office."
"That gives the head clerk so much to do."
"And we are obliged to die of hunger waiting for him this morning."
"What a change in the office!"
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