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COUSIN
PONS
250
COUSIN
PONS
being
a
herquinade,
as
those
who
but
he
is
never
at
his
(ix)
speculator;
and
while
the
one
mania
was
nearly
as
responsible
^to have
the
matter
but
of
the
artistic
value
of
his
introduc-
tion
of
it.
Perhaps
his
enthusiasm
does
a
little
run
away
La
Cousine
Bette.)
G.
S.
smug
expression
about
the
mouth
(1)
certain
accuracy
of
memory
was
needed
for
the
full
apprecia-
the
laws
of
anatomy
at
flabby
bosses.
A
pair
of
for
all
at
once
the
thought
arose
that
this
was
a
human
creature
to
whom
Nature
had
forbidden
any
of
afterwaft
and
lingering
perfume
of
the
coquetry
of
the
ceasing
for
the
barest
neces-
saries
of
life.
Yet
when
you
noticed
that
the
odd-looking
old
man
was
carrying
some
(to
use
the
old
but,
the
sculptor,
painter,
engraver,
spring
from
which
the
delicate,
graceful,
and
ingenious
music
flowed
and
won
him
reputation
between
1810
and
1814.
that
you
only
fully
enjoy
the
by
ool-
you
receive
the
small
the
dinner,
procuring
the
taken
his
fill,
singing
a
few
notes
by
way
of
return;
they
bore,
no
respect
for
art
or
letters;
they
went
down
on
their
knees
to
practical
results;
they
valued
nothing
but
the
exten-
uating
circumstances
in
Pons'
case.
Man
only
lives,
in
fact,
creature
is
great
ocean
of
11—31
the
is
to
tii
Pons
as
the
famous
statue
of
the
Nurse
of
Niobe
in
the
Vatican
is
to
the
Tribune
Venus.
the
same
for
them
both.
They
worked
ballet.
the
Illustrious
Gaudis-
ques-
tions
of
the
first
flute,
a
young
fellow
from
Strasbourg,
who
right
hand,
an
ornament
permitted
in
the
time
of
tbo
Chiffre-
villes,
and
thence
the
Popinots,
always
in
the
character
of
a
Tui-
leries
itself,
so
heavily
did
the
solemn
green
curtains,
the
of
their
incomes.
Indeed,
before
the
year
1834
they
felt
pinched.
This
family
schedule
sufficiently
explains
why
Mile,
de
ways upon
coming
after
me.
There
he
|is,
taking
off
his
spencer.'^
few
words
deny
you
To
tell
a
rich
man
that
he
is
poor
see
the
beauties
of
the
delicate
carving
on
the
sticks
of
this
'Wonder,
and
as
he
talked
to
her
his
face
grew
serene
and
gen-
mutual
support,
and
people
stood
speaking
Chinese.
No
one
can
imagine
how
ignorant
and
invoice.
Such
a
dinner-service
cost
fifteen
thousand
francs
at
Sevres
in
1750;
I
have
seen
the
original
invoices.
for
the
fan,
Monistrol,
I
have
no
Mme.
Pons
to
give
the
old
trin-
ket
to,
and
they
make
very
pretty
new
ones
nowadays;
you
in
a
fairy
tale.
father's
ponderous
manner
with
a
trace
of
her
mother's
hardness.
She
went
and
left
poor
Pons
face
to
face
with
the
terrible
Presidente.
royal
protection
of
Louis
XVIII.

end
of
her
patience.
^two
ugly
things.
After
this
I
will
not
go
anywhere
unless
I
am
asked.
Heroic
resolve
I
o'clock,
and,
strange
to
say,
he
had
completely
Cibot
must
be
given
in
this
place.
fifty-
eight
years
old,
but
fifty-eight
is
the
porter's
golden
age;
he
garden,
and
a
shop
kept
by
a
marine
store-dealer
named
E6-
monencq,
which
fronted
on
the
street.
During
the
past
few
clamor
for
the
ribbon
to have
our names
she
read
them
a
lecture
now
and
his
expenses
amounted
to
sixty-six
francs
per
month
(for
he
spent
fifteen
francs
on
tobacco),
and
sixty-six
francs
multiplied
by
twelve
produces
the
sum
total
of
seven
hundred
and
ninety-two
francs.
Add
average
such
was
Schmucke's
ordinary.
11—33
that the
be confessed
only
by
contact
with
the
barbarism
of
the
world
without
that
the
with
gas.
The
diner-out
bemoaned
himself
a
little,
while
Schmucke
met
his
lamentations
with
coaxing
fondness,
like
a
home
pigeon
welcoming
back
a
wandering
bird.
Then
the
pair
set
out
for
the
theatre.
sky
overhead,
and
Pons
should
hear
angels
in
heaven
were
making
for
province
in
his
friend's
heart
thirty-five
meant
brings
upon
the
body.
a
victim
to
gastric
nostalgia.
perfect
Christian
was
quite
incapable.
tobacco,
crown
of
the
his
peltry)
to
invest
little
Fritz's
money,
a
goodly
quantity
of
again.
It
was
impossible,
he
said,
to
keep
his
huge
hotel
single-handed;
it
needed
a
woman's
eye
and
hand.
Gideon
Brunner's
second
you
could
marks.
city.
Justice
in
Frankfort
is
no
whit
'viser
nor
more
humane
than
elsewhere,
albeit
the
city
is
the
new
names
may
join
the
illustrious
company,
and
with
so
much
at
such
untold
pains
to
imitate
truth.
days
ago,
but
this
was
a
first
per-
iformance,
and
I
did
not
want
to
spoil
my
part.
Goot,
mine
friend,
said
Schmucke.
But
who
is
die
prite?
with
as
much
again.
face.
They
11—34
impressions
have
sud-
never
see
you
now?
We
miss
you
very
much,
and
Mme.
Popinot
does
not
know
what
to
think
of
your
desertion.
the
blamv.
Popi-
nots
to
sign
a
marriage
contract
my
senses,
I
aimed
too
high,
but
I
love
you
still,
monsieur.
These
ten
years
I
have
thought
of
nothing
but
the
happiness
of
making
icterus,
and
left
Ylwiq,
hand
to
his
host
of
former
days.
practically,
the
some-
time
bachelor
is
a
poor
devil
who
thinks
twice
before
he
drives
nor
a
speak
to
Fritz
this
in-
stant.''
he believed
was,
My
dear
little
girl,
you
may
perhaps
be
married
within
the
fortnight.
President,
addressing
his
wife
after
Pons
had
departed,
we
ought
to
wild with
letters
of
naturalization.
workmanship.
Flowers
by
Van
Huysum,
David,
and
Heim;
butterflies
painted
by
Abraham
Mignon;
Van
Eycks,
un-
11—35
(purely
accidental)
first
meeting.
she
had

wild
oats,
and
he
is
distractedly
in
love
with
Cecile;
it
son-in-law
which
mothers
may
consult,
as
people
used
to
refer
to
the
Complete
Letter
Writer,
obtain
letters
of
naturalization,
qualifying
M.
Brunner
for
an
office
We
shall
be
obliged
to
dine
rather
late
to-
to
Cecile,
on
whom
nothing
several
that
I
saw
the
other
day
were
worth
fifty
thousand
apiece.
and
I
beg
you
to
believe
that
no
possible
marriage
could
be
more
flattering
to
my
vanity.
I
shall
never
find
any
one
more
charming
nor
more
amiable.
of
it.
all
now,
said
the
in-
furiated
mother.
Pons
sprang
up
as
if
the
trump
of
doom
were
sounding
in
his
ears.
Yes
said
the
lady,
her
eyes
like
two
springs
of
greeij
theatre,
he
turned
in
mechanically
at
the
door,
and
mechanically
he
took
his
place
mor-
tal
hate
step
now
forced
upon
them
by
circumstances.
It
was
in
the
Eue
into
explanations.
Eeally,
npwadays
(she
said),
one
could
not
be
too
care-
him,
we
made
up
our
minds
about
quarters
at the
coming
towards
them.
Warned
by
Count
Popinot's
allocution,
Pons
11—36
so
well
how
again.
From
one
illness
he
fell
into
another.
He
was
of
a
sanguine-bilious
tempera-
ment,
the
bile
passed
Dr.
Poulain,
called
in
by
Mme.
cried
Mme.
Cibot.
Ah,
if
you
hadn't
only
the
hundred
thousand
livres
a
year,
what
some
event
in
this
history.
eight
or
nine
hundred
thousand
francs.
be
prepared
to
be
very
patient
with
him,
for
he
will
find
bars
of
the
shop-front.
When
Remonencq
came
hither
in
1831,
after
the
Revolution
way
from
Auvergne
to
take
charge
of
the
shop
while
her
brother
was
in
curiosities,
and
do
a
direct
trade
with
amateurs
some
day.
And,
indeed.
she
cried,
making
a
dash
for
the
bedhead
to
draw
the
coverlet
over
Pons'
chest.
If
irritate
him
cried
Schmucke,
see-
ing
that
Pons
was
writhing
under
the
bedclothes.
two
old
men
who
have
never
had
nothing
to
do
with
women.
I
have
roused
your
passions,
cried
she,
as
Schmucke's
eyes
glittered
with
wrath,
Help
help
police
brine*.
So
VOL. 11—37
into the
more
widely
spread
than
scholars,
lawyers,
doctors,
magistrates,
and
philosophers
im-
agine.
The
instincts
of
the
people
are
ineradicable.
One
Caux,
to
the
Bicetre
for
announcing
his
immense
triumph,
the
idea
of
navigation
by
steam.
Yet
Daguerre's
discovery
amounts
to
nothing
more
nor
less
than
this.
of
the
North
(which,
so
far
from
providing
lessons,
stand
very
exist).
illustrious
workers
glows,
finds
wings
to
traverse
space,
and
the
god-like
power
of
beholding
all
things
a
mysterious
to
[say
that
Mme.
Cibot
used
to
go
to
Mme.
Fontaine's
house
in
sordid
hopes
were
likely
to
be
realized.
Do
you
know
what
the
grand
jeu
means?
asked
Mme.
Fontaine,
with
much
solemnity.
No,
I
looked
who
sit
by
a
to
glow
withi
your
course.
The
excitement
which
seemed
to
glow
within,
lighting
up
for
advice
of
any
part
of
the
painters.
the number
living
museum
of
restored
and
still
there
was
ulterior
designs
upon
their
rations,
which
were
only
taken
down
in
the
morning
by
Abramko
him-
38
there
he
stood
at
work
upon
sight,
when
it
cannot
work
of
two;
had
courage
of
which
invalid.
How
acted
upon
the
counsels
whispered
by
the
serpent
will
presently
be
seen.
invalid's
room.
What
is
the
matter,
Mme.
Cibot?
asked
Pons.

and I
am used
Look
here,
suppose
now
(there
is
no
harm
in
supposing
when
you
down
for
you,
I
have
talked
people
round
to
get
me;
while
you,
sir,
that
call
me
Ah,
if
I
only
knew
them
that
caused
you
this
sorrow,
I
would
do
that
man,
you
never
saw
any
one
so
disconsolate
Ah
you
are
quite
the
mercy
of
you,
always
supposing
that
he
the
speech
of
the
people.
making
Let
everybody
a
drowned
man
clings
tive and
valid's
thoughts,
once
and
again,
that
he
had
not
married
11—39
the
Kings
of
Bavaria,
Holland,
and
Prussia
have
vainly
offered
two
hun-
several
of
you/'
said
Pons.
shut
the
bedroom
door
behind
her,
and
Pons'
sus-
picions
awoke
again
at
once.
into
partnership,
me
and
my
goods,
said
the
Auvergnat,
as
he
took
La
Cibot's
plump
arm
and
gave


Cibot
for
Dr.
Poulain.
I
had
rather
die
outright
than
be
crippled.
La
Cibot
crawled
downstairs,
clinging
to
the
banisters,
and
Well,
Dr.
Poulain
will
have
told
you
of
getting
better;
you
will
outlive
us
all
yet.
for a
put
by
a
little
money,
and
dream
of
nothing
but
his
welfare,
and
love
him
with
an
linen
hanging
to
injure
interview,
was
shabbily
furnished.
There
was
the
inevitable
mahogany
sofa
covered
with
yellow-flowered
Utrecht
velvet,
four
easy-
chairs,
a
tea-table,
a
console,
and
half-a-dozen
chairs,
all
the
property
of
the
deceased
breeches-maker,
and
chosen
by
him.
A
Ivre-shaped
clock
between
two
Egyptian
candlesticks
still
preserved
its
glass
shade
intact.
You
asked
yourself
how
the
necessary
than
medical
skill.
hundred francs.
had
the
luck
to
cure
old
M.
all
sublunary
regions.
imaginary
is not
She
is
very
happy
to
have
a
My
dear
Mme.
Cibot,
he
said,
Just
then
a
sudden,
lurid
gleam
of
light
flashed
across
the
mind
of
this
Lady
Macbeth
of
the
streets.
She
saw
clearly
that
the
doctor
took
refuge
in
our
arrondissement,
and
is
reduced
scamp,
he
would
be
keeping
his
carriage
by
now.
marry
him
here
below,
said
La
Cibot,
Well,
M.
Poulain,
good-day
and
thank
you.
hitherto
occupied
the
stage
will
reappear.
The
degradation
of
ISTow,
the
bailiff's
man
is
an
outsider,
an
adventi-
tious
minister
of
justice,
appearing
to
see
that
judgment
is
The stair-
Cibot out
of
various
crafts
in
the
deposit
of
mud
upon
the
steps
—
the
gambols
of
mice,
the
dirty
floor,
coxcomb's
manner,
Fraisier
fastened
this
refractory
article
of
dres^.
cast about
''
of
my
of whom
^Your
in-
Schmucke?
Everything
will
go
to
him
4^1
can
to
gain
possession
of
the
property,
and
to
get
a
slice
of
it
at
any
rate
you
much.
without
fear?
I
guarantee
you
thirty
thousand
francs,
said
Fraisier,
epeaking
like
a
man
sure
of
the
fact.
If
a
stamp
or
tobacco
license
falls
in,
a
hundred
women
rise
married
a
as
Cibot,
cu-
rious
and
delighted.
better
me
in,
it
would
be
a
great
step.
I
will
try,
said
La
Cibot.
stealthy,
Though
the
influence
get
some.
Vere?'^
asked
Schmucke.
Of
my
uncle.
Onkel?
'TTp
the
spout.
Shpout?
Oh
the
dear
man
how
simple
he
is?
No,
you
are
a
am
of
you
laid
up
on
my
hands,
you
see.
To
my
little
way
of
thinking,
we
must
do
the
work
between
us.
You
cannot
go
about
Paris
to
give
would
support
the
char-
After
this
fashion
re-
office
under
the
Government.
Ill,
sir—
very
ill.
The
complica-
tions?
rose
at
once
to
her
feet,
stood
at
attention.
He
broke
off,
rang
the
bell,
and
the
youth
before
mentioned
suddenly
appeared.
Can
Garangeot
do
the
dance-music
for
the
Mohicans
in
VOL.
11
iZ
a
shop
that
he
knew
of
on
the
Boulevard
de
la
Madeleine,
he
stocked
one
to
me,
but
M.
Elie
Magus
will
want
receipts
in
due
form.
But,
at
the
same
Camuaot
La
Cibot,
upon seeing
of
in
bland
accents;
''I
have
^TTou
spoke
of
a
legacy,
interrupted
the
lady,
dazzled
by
the
wealth,
and
anxious
to
hide
her
surprise.
Am61ie
de
inde
irce,
Fraisier
continued.
**I
was
industrious;
I
wanted
to
repay
my
friends
and
to
the
practical
aspects
of
things.
Now
you
see
clearly,
madame,
that
M.
de
Marville
in
his
public
position
would
do
nothing,
and
could
Pr^si-
bed,
a
portress,
who
would
push
him
into
the
grave
for
thirty
rid
oyster-woman;
she
called
him
in
to
attend
M.
Pillerault.
with
us
to-morrow.
I
want
vehemence. If
sharp
woman
Mme.
Cam-
^
realize her
Mohicans to
^you
are
as
What
fiend
drove
you
to
do
it?
up
at
night
with
you,
as
I who
to
match
you
you
twice
a
day.
What
would
silence
in
the
room.
to turn
shall
take
a
nurse.
neither
father,
nor
husband,
nor
brother,
nor
child
of
mine.
all.
Dot
shall
pe
mine
egscuse.
I
shall
show
him
der
chudgment.
value,
great
pictures
thajj
he
went,
taking
La
Cibot
with
him,
under
pre-

gentle
with
him,
my
dear
Mme.
Cibot,
do
not
lay
up
remorse
for
yourself.
Life
is
not
too
long.
purchase
money
wink
and
gesture
for
Fraisier's
benefit.
This
gentleman
came
just
a
minute
ago,
from
your
family.
:
the
outer
door
close
upon
her,
he
sum-
moned
up
all
his
remaining
strength
to
rise.
44
words
with
a
frenzy
of
hope
as
costly
as
the
frenzy
of
despair;
and
now
his
of
in-
telligent
nursing,
of
exact
obedience
to
their
orders;
but
many
a
mother
knows
the
virtue
of
such
ardent
projection
of
strong,
a
new
first
word.
La
Cibot
answered
by
a
smile.
forty
thousand
francs.
I
have
had
them
for
thirty-six
years.
notary
of
the
quarter.
Mme.
Cibot,
gorgeously
arrayed,
should
lost
the
use
of
them.
Th^
deen
copper
tint
of
truth,
the
little
tailor's
unwholesome
life
and
insanitary
surroundings
had
un-
said
she,
or
sink
very
low.
act
the
part
of
purchaser
for
you,
I
will
undertake
that
you
of
fancy
in
this
way.
for
the
will,
find
it,
open
the
envelope,
read
it
thypugh,
and
seal
it
again.
Presidente's
real
Art's
masterpieces,
the
ajar,
and
went
no
further
than
the
next
room.
Providing
they
cannot
be
up-
set
?
45
;
heard
the
significant
sounds.
Pooh
if
that
tight-rope
dancer
tells
him
about
real
old
sort,
a
notary
while
he
walks
or
sleeps;
his
children
must
nothing,
not
so
much
as
a
pot
of
pomatum.
Every
lodger,
on
tip-toe,
watched
the
lady
of
the
ballet
pass
on
her
way
out.
It
was
quite
an
event
in
the
house.
to
rouse
nobody
in
the
housa
you.
But
blocked
up
mit
bietures.
Clear
them
away
at
once,
without
making
too
much
noise.
Yes.
ecstasy
such
as
Raphael
once
painted
in
a
picture
which
you
may
see
at
Bologna,
be
the
I =^
y^
unfrequently bring
• .
-.^. ^
him I owe it
said
Schmucke,
standing
erect,
his
tall
figure
gain-
ing
in
height
by
the
full
height
of
his
indignation.
You
are
suppressing
the
will,
Fraisier
made
an-
swer
drily.
complete.
'^hat
would
he
give
for
it?
asked
La
Cibot.
day.

46
gra-
tuitously;
she
was,
as
might
be
expected,
grateful,
and
often
confided
her
from
reforming,

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