Émile Zola Nana Concordances (Hapax - words occurring once) |
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3501 5| necessity of standing with sealed lips for fear of allowing 3502 10| tattered kerchief—a blue, seamed face with a toothless, cavernous 3503 13| alone he set to work and searched. Finding nothing else to 3504 13| who was lost in the China seas; the smashup of Steiner, 3505 10| whose very silence and seclusion were fraught with mystery.~ 3506 2| to the bric–a–brac of a secondhand furniture shop—to mahogany 3507 2| Ah, you know if you want securities. . .” she continued.~And 3508 3| Sabine. She was talking sedately with the chief clerk and 3509 4| romantic story about a duke seducing her at her uncle’s house, 3510 1| a more glowing scene of seduction been ventured on. Nana, 3511 5| closed eye rendered more seductive. When she shut her right 3512 1| the company of a spare, sedulously well–groomed and extremely 3513 9| off; I don’t want to get seedy.”~“Silence, I say!” Bordenave 3514 10| and the studied and yet seemingly involuntary carelessness 3515 11| opposite to her, as far as the Seine flowing at the foot of a 3516 2| landlord was talking of seizing the furniture. Then, too, 3517 10| sugar and stray caresses not seldom fell to their share in her 3518 11| person.”~She had stood up to select a bookmaker with a decent 3519 9| through the surrounding semiobscurity, where it flamed in a doubtful, 3520 5| themselves to their fate and to semisuffocation and the masqueraders drank 3521 7| dragging himself about in sulky semiwakefulness. Muffat, however, after 3522 11| Let’s suppose that Rose sends the letter, eh? There’s 3523 3| restaurant. Impelled by a sort of sensuous curiosity, he had always 3524 10| her outburst ended in a sentimentally expressed desire for a simple, 3525 13| strain, and the count had to separate them and give the coachman 3526 11| to begin with, the count separates from his wife.”~“Why should 3527 5| last he had succeeded in separating them. “Why couldn’t you 3528 10| after that cruel year of separation. Then he got possession 3529 3| constrained on her footstool. That sepulchral drawing room of hers, which 3530 10| the somnolent life of the seraglio. The prevailing tone of 3531 6| died out far away under the serene evening sky while peasants, 3532 12| gentleman endeavored to sermonize him out of the grasp of 3533 8| quite paternal and ended by sermonizing.~“Frankly speaking, between 3534 10| movements were lithe as a serpent’s, and the studied and yet 3535 2| noiselessly with the lithe, serpentine movement wherewith she was 3536 11| and looming in deep, dark, serried lines against the sky. And 3537 12| to people in all kinds of sets. On the morning of the great 3538 3| blockade in the corner of a settee. M. Venot, whose teeth must 3539 13| the big bills and their settlement. Twenty thousand francs 3540 12| It’s quite in the grand seventeenth–century style. Well, NOW 3541 3| heard Patti in the Barber of Seville?”~“She was delicious!” murmured 3542 5| over her knees in order to sew up a rent in her drawers, 3543 4| for dressmaking and plain sewing. As to Blanche de Sivry, 3544 5| dress, and on her flat and sexless chest a perfect forest of 3545 8| fraternized in vice with their shabbier neighbors. She was momentarily 3546 3| chimney piece, which had shades of rose–colored lace, cast 3547 11| with a mouselike trot, the shaft horse a big brown bay, a 3548 4| continually refusing them with shakes of the head and that temptress’ 3549 12| secret of which she kept very shamefacedly, as became a courtesan mother 3550 7| to bring them together in shameless relationship and under the 3551 12| which great names and great shames jostle together in the same 3552 5| up in anger while Mignon, shamming good nature, was clapping 3553 2| all had the devil in their shanks, and she refused to explain 3554 13| and Madame’s debris were shared among the servants.~That 3555 7| clinging fiercely to the shareholders in the Landes Salt Pits 3556 8| rooms in the Rue Veron, and sharing everything together like 3557 1| entrance hall amid yearnings sharpened by delay. Why didn’t the 3558 2| some?” The count was the sharper of the two. He took fifty 3559 1| with an extensive, close–shaven visage was giving rough 3560 4| gorgeous in silver plate with sheaves of flowers to right and 3561 10| servants hung their heads in sheepish silence. Nana had come near 3562 11| deluge. Huge drops, perfect sheets of water, fell. There was 3563 2| afford more room! And Nana, sheltering behind her carefully bolted 3564 6| just when the trip seemed shelved. Thereupon the old lady 3565 4| finished discussing some orange sherbet. The hot roast was a fillet 3566 9| other hand, was gloomy; he shifted from one foot to the other; 3567 4| sound of the chief scene–shifter’s whistle. The ladies and 3568 7| the modiste’s, seemed to shine again in the crude light 3569 9| south when the winter sun shines into them, but really, it 3570 13| advised him to return to his ship. What was the good of getting 3571 14| sorts of queer feelings, shivers, wants to be sick, and Mignon 3572 8| her heels in the early ill–shod days. She revisited the 3573 7| Of these last one was a shoemaker’s, where customers never 3574 1| lake, while all the gilding shonc again, the soft green decorations 3575 5| and by the glass seemed to shoot whistling flames about his 3576 6| What a way children had of shooting up! This little thing was 3577 8| conventional taste of a Parisian shopkeeper who has retired on his fortune. 3578 13| with a passing look—rich shopkeepers’ wives copied the fashion 3579 11| out a bookmaker, once a shopman in a fancy repository, who 3580 10| it’s the same one? In the shopwindow it made a much greater show.”~ 3581 10| the smile of a good little shopwoman. It was impossible, she 3582 7| under the gaze of the pale shopwomen, who looked placidly at 3583 5| stood, bare–armed, bare–shouldered, bare–breasted, in all the 3584 14| heap of matter and blood, a shovelful of corrupted flesh thrown 3585 6| the latter never ceased showering on him the most conclusive 3586 1| was that Bordenave, that showman of the sex who treated women 3587 5| courtesans, shabby players and showmen of venal beauty. Bordenave 3588 13| gone to sell a last stray shred of property, but Nana demanded 3589 13| nameless debris, of twisted shreds and muddy rags, followed 3590 13| Spit!” And he spat. With a shriek she bade him walk on the 3591 8| torn. There were blows and shrieks. A woman fell down. The 3592 9| pauses of conversation the shrillings of the canary were alone 3593 10| tablecloth, the four now sat shrinking and insignificant while 3594 1| It represented a suburban Shrove Tuesday dance at the Boule 3595 6| themselves alone behind the shrubs, their eyes would meet; 3596 14| were horror–struck. They shuddered and escaped.~“Ah, she’s 3597 11| terrible enough to give you the shudders! He sent everybody away 3598 1| Meanwhile the downward shuffle of the heavy shoes on the 3599 3| conventlike, with its great outer shutters, which were nearly always 3600 3| a bout of battledore and shuttlecock they had had together two 3601 4| wouldn’t matter; he would eat sideways.~“God blast it all!” he 3602 13| misunderstood and to see them all siding against you because they’ 3603 2| ever have expected such a siege! She craned her head into 3604 8| she ejaculated simply, sighing a child’s big sigh.~For 3605 8| would have seen some funny sights—the little people going 3606 3| a sly wink and a secret signal or two. It looked as though 3607 7| half hidden by the colossal signboard belonging to a shop. The 3608 6| women had exchanged a deeply significant glance. It was, in fact, 3609 1| diverted from their proper significations in the light of exclamations 3610 1| conductor which plainly signified, “Go ahead, old boy!” she 3611 4| made a little movement to signify he did not care. Assuredly ‘ 3612 4| cat out of the bag!”~Then signing imperiously to Fauchery:~“ 3613 1| pallor on their faces and silhouetted their short black shadows 3614 10| over a panel with glossy silky reflections. The fire, which 3615 4| being made game of.~“You sillies! How am I to know if you’ 3616 4| the ladies present were similarly provided with children, 3617 8| affected a life of solitude and simplicity. One morning early, when 3618 8| wanting one to do things!”~The sincerity of these low debauches rendered 3619 13| and night strained their sinews and heard their bones crack 3620 1| there was an encore. The singers’ heads were droll; their 3621 1| stifled tooting of horns, a singing of violin notes, which floated 3622 1| nothing. If your Nana neither sings nor acts you’ll find you’ 3623 5| out of breath, and in a singsong voice he called out:~“All 3624 13| my God!”~She was scared. Sinking on his knees, the boy had 3625 12| accommodating spirit that a society sinks into the abyss of ruin.”~ 3626 4| fixedly at Steiner as she sipped her coffee. And then all 3627 3| front of the fire and sat sipping their tea and nibbling cakes 3628 11| that Nana was the devouring siren who had finished him off, 3629 6| growing senseless.~On the sixth day a band of visitors suddenly 3630 1| two actresses in the same–sized type. But it wouldn’t do 3631 5| connecting lines of all sizes, hanging stages and canvases 3632 13| his nightshirt half up his skeleton shape, and one leg outside 3633 13| domains were covered with skeletons, she rested her feet on 3634 3| You are too much of a skeptic, Foucarmont; you’ll spoil 3635 11| even lost the vigor of his skepticism. A week before Nana had 3636 3| have you not published a sketch of Monsieur de Bismarck? 3637 3| contrast. And Fauchery, having sketched out his article, named this 3638 11| Vandeuvres had displayed great skill in raking in all he could 3639 6| slightly. Lust, which Nana’s skillful tactics daily exasperated, 3640 8| affected complete indifference, skimming through the letter with 3641 9| disgusting; he IS just becoming a skinflint! I want to be off; I don’ 3642 11| as though they were being skinned.”~“You ought to tell me 3643 5| Two women in their stays skipped across the passage, and 3644 10| decay of the bones of the skull. When she saw how pale he 3645 13| rested her feet on human skulls. She was ringed round with 3646 11| behind him Lusignan had slackened while another horse was 3647 13| will you marry me?”~She slammed the door. He opened it with 3648 13| of her carriage when he slanged the cabbies at a block in 3649 9| fallen from his grasp and lay slantwise across his waistcoat. Indeed, 3650 13| were. She called him her “slapjack” and would tell him to come 3651 1| duty to do a pretty bit of slashing. The piece, however, mattered 3652 14| flocks being driven to the slaughterhouse at night. A dizzy feeling 3653 1| and now every man was her slave.~A wave of lust had flowed 3654 7| away like any goose and slavering over everything that he 3655 14| palace, over two hundred slaves whose heads she now and 3656 10| days such as these Laure, sleek and tight–laced as ever 3657 13| old pious terrors of their sleepless nights were now transforming 3658 5| Jules, who drew the short–sleeved tunic over them.~“Make haste; 3659 4| sink, while the other women slid a second one under his leg. 3660 6| evinced the noisy despair of a slighted woman. And he thereupon 3661 4| had refused to sing the “Slipper” and sat huddled up on a 3662 5| medley of dinted zinc jugs, slop pails and coarse yellow 3663 1| all erect and attentive, sloped away from stalls to topmost 3664 14| cared for. Very well; Nana slopes, goes to a hotel, then meets 3665 13| louis all those women whose slops she had emptied during the 3666 7| as when she was a ragged, slouching child who fell into reveries 3667 5| resembled the common room in a slum lodging house. As he passed 3668 12| religious faith which had long slumbered beneath the lofty ceilings.~ 3669 13| all in order the better to slur over and make good her own. 3670 4| nothing of her! A pack of sluts who weren’t fit to black 3671 10| ran off in pursuit of this sluttish creature, whose flights 3672 7| with fellows who were a lot slyer than her greenhorn of a 3673 6| and it was flanked by a smaller construction, which a rich 3674 13| street, and men a good deal smarter, too, whose blood boiled 3675 5| more cried. “They’ll end by smashing the seats. May I give the 3676 13| behind them, the essential smells of fair–haired men and dark, 3677 13| become a sort of glowing smithy, where her continual desires 3678 7| upholsterers’, deep in dust, and a smoky, sleepy reading room and 3679 5| iron balustrade had grown smooth under the friction of many 3680 12| face in the bedclothes to smother the violence of his grief. 3681 8| she sold what she could smuggle out of the house in the 3682 4| Georges. He thought them all smugs— he had been under the impression 3683 4| Muffat off coming! A regular snake was that Fauchery, an envious 3684 1| Mars were caught in the snare; the net wrapped itself 3685 5| He had made pretense of sneaking off in front of Simonne 3686 4| liqueurs. He continued to gaze sneeringly at Labordette, who was drinking 3687 7| you!” she stammered.~The sniggering extra ladies were quite 3688 4| moving with each successive snore that she was shaken with 3689 6| once hear Mme Lerat as she snored vigorously after the fatigues 3690 4| quiet Bordenave’s distant snorings became audible.~It was close 3691 9| brandished his cane in the air, snorted like a bull and shouted:~“ 3692 11| reassured manner, while amid the snorting of horses and the disarray 3693 2| livid and full of seams, a snub nose, thick lips and two 3694 10| she would be the bearer of snuff for her aunt and of oranges 3695 5| and had presented his open snuffbox to him. This proffer of 3696 5| became a man who knew all the snug corners, and had grown quite 3697 5| found the Marquis de Chouard snugly enscounced on a chair between 3698 6| that poor child! Why, he’s soaking!”~“Oh, I’ll explain that 3699 13| the void. On the landing a sob escaped her; she turned 3700 2| turning away waited with a sober expression on his face.~“ 3701 6| behind a curtain and waited soberly.~Nana welcomed Count Muffat, 3702 10| him among courtesans the sobriquet of “Velvet–Mouth.” Every 3703 14| roaring jolly good times with soldiers. Oh, they were good fellows 3704 12| Chantereau. In old times these solemnities took place in the bosom 3705 5| assuming an air of farcical solemnity, announced:~“King Dagobert 3706 13| sought after and constantly solicited by the old lady, she would 3707 6| severely, growing suddenly solicitous for the decencies of family 3708 11| particulars. Oh yes, he was a big, solidly built fellow!~All round 3709 13| widow’s weeds, withering solitarily away at Les Fondettes. But 3710 12| although unnoticed, are wont to solve the vulgar tragedies of 3711 | somehow 3712 4| there was heavy with the somnolence which accompanies a long 3713 5| been listening to Nana’s songs.~Fauchery had already preceded 3714 14| Always the same business, my sonny,” declared Mignon. “You 3715 7| into the sky he saw ragged, soot–colored clouds scudding 3716 4| It was a livid sky, and sooty clouds were scudding across 3717 10| consequences. The lad’s heart was sore within him; he scarcely 3718 6| woppers! And lettuces and sorrel and onions and everything! 3719 8| she used to forget all her sorrows when Bosc sat there bursting 3720 13| dress. In the kitchen a sorting–out process began, and Madame’ 3721 8| Louiset, meanwhile, slept soundly on two chairs. It was nearing 3722 14| nobody could cite the precise source of all this information. 3723 5| the theater, replied quite sourly. How was she to know? she 3724 9| peculiar to rooms in the south when the winter sun shines 3725 11| the Longchamps course, a southerly wind had swept away the 3726 11| you say it’s Monsieur de Souvigny? You must have good eyesight— 3727 4| and hissed out a “Dirty sow” by way of answer. But Mignon, 3728 11| head to head. Over such spaces of turf as still remained 3729 10| There were Italian cabinets, Spanish and Portuguese coffers, 3730 6| her guests the old lady spared only Count Muffat and Georges. 3731 4| lips were moist; her eyes sparkled, and the banker’s offers 3732 1| phosphorescent, full of golden sparkles. The house was suffocating; 3733 1| twittering of talkative sparrows at close of day. All was 3734 8| her niece doled out the sparse, occasional francs destined 3735 13| delight, which were like spasms in their keenness, in return 3736 3| retired lawyer who had made a specialty of church cases. He had 3737 13| botany. He was pasting his specimens for him and stood a chance 3738 3| Yes indeed, it’s true. A speck or two, I must have come 3739 14| Fontan. Her part was simply spectacular, but it was the great attraction 3740 13| these savings, the pounds of speculators and the pence of the poor, 3741 6| a laugh behind his dry, speechless lips. She refrained from 3742 11| voice and gesture was madly speeding the horse of his choice. 3743 4| would put a stop to such spendthrift courses. In return for a 3744 5| his left. They had gilded sphinxes by way of adornment in the 3745 11| of champagne inside, and “spiders,” the immense wheels of 3746 6| wonderment.~“Zoe, here’s spinach! Do come. Oh, look at the 3747 7| in fine confusion round a spindling tree growing mildewed in 3748 6| imprinting kisses on her spine through her dress, the strained 3749 10| Solitude rendered her low spirited at once, for it brought 3750 13| His fleshly desires, his spiritual needs, were confounded together 3751 8| broomstick, Prulliere chuckled spitefully and remarked:~“Well, I never! 3752 8| staircases which were wet with spittle and spilled beer, or they 3753 11| worth while getting the spleen because they didn’t admit 3754 6| fabric of which was nigh splitting, while Amelie, perching 3755 9| suddenly gave way with a splutter of confused phrases:~“Do 3756 4| that Mme Robert had given a spontaneous refusal. He listened and 3757 4| him; he had only taken a spoonful of soup, and he now sat 3758 11| queen were passing. She sported the blue and white colors 3759 11| that same morning no single sportsman would take at fifty to one 3760 6| this exercise; he could spout you one without pause or 3761 4| and he’s got a fearful sprain. If only you could hear 3762 8| way in which smart people sprawled head over heels into all 3763 8| gentleman pretty nearly sprawling. Both of them settled down 3764 1| chaste reserve so full of sprightly suggestiveness that the 3765 10| luxurious quarter at that time springing up in the vague district 3766 8| eternal fidelity to that springtide of love” and ended by declaring 3767 8| loverlike expressions with a sprinkling of vows. She used to read 3768 11| kept gaining and gaining, spurting hard all the while. Thereupon 3769 11| By God, what a rush!”~The squad of horses was now passing 3770 13| money which made her openly squander fortunes. Her house had 3771 13| passage. Then amid this utter squandering of pocket money cropped 3772 8| the light, settled himself squarely on his back and in a trice 3773 3| mustaches, seemed to have grown squarer and harder now that he was 3774 4| all!” he grumbled. “We’re squashed all the same! Ah, my kittens, 3775 8| s a whole heap of damned squints about.”~After that whenever 3776 9| dirty lot before coming and squirming on my knees?”~He protested 3777 9| and inkpots, firearms and squirts, which lay chipped and broken 3778 13| imitate Zizi’s gesture when he stabbed himself. And above all she 3779 11| by one; they were led by stableboys, and the jockeys were sitting 3780 13| as not, to “Madrid.” The staffs of all the embassies visited 3781 5| lines of all sizes, hanging stages and canvases spread out 3782 7| triumphantly, as she saw Muffat stagger to his feet like an ox under 3783 2| he might call again. He staggered away; he could not find 3784 9| to kill time.~Muffat went staggering downstairs. His head was 3785 8| and climbing innumerable staircases which were wet with spittle 3786 10| entrance hall, adorned the stairheads and gave the first–floor 3787 5| doors. It was one of those stairways which you find in miserable 3788 5| it mounted up the narrow stairwell, grew ever more intense.~ 3789 14| day I pounced down on the stakes for fun. But that doesn’ 3790 11| Trouville, and now he was staking the very foundations of 3791 14| pearls glistened among the stalactites in the vault overhead, and 3792 4| their leaves, and their stalks alone remained. Presently 3793 6| business there was at a standstill; abominable things had been 3794 13| niceness. Yes, I did! You may stare! Did you think I was going 3795 13| brats.”~He listened to her stark with anguish, yet in utter 3796 14| February I was simply dying of starvation—yes, I, Gaga. Oh, if only 3797 8| When I’M on with a mash I starve for it! You’ll come and 3798 8| and the Quarter looked too starved. Eventually they always 3799 10| down, down, down we went, starving away all the time. I can 3800 3| mother, in all her glacial stateliness, had returned among them.~ 3801 4| next to Nana retained his stately demeanor and, still smiling 3802 13| to invest in the United States. His instincts, which were 3803 7| posted himself in front of a stationer’s, where with profound attention 3804 7| Trinite Church. The white statues overlooking the bare garden 3805 13| pictured herself as a silver statuette, symbolic of the warm, voluptuous 3806 10| seats. Only two “biscuit” statuettes, a woman in her shift, hunting 3807 1| there with smiling lips, her stature enhanced by her sovereign 3808 13| interest of bills or to stave off outrageous debts. And 3809 13| which stood him in good stead, never to lend women money. 3810 5| cloak and tinware crown, steadied himself on his tipsy old 3811 4| poignant melancholy, came stealing through the windows. And 3812 2| kitchen, that asylum of steaming warmth, where you could 3813 6| Nana disappearing up the steep garret ladder and said, “ 3814 14| was now trampling along, steeping himself in the pervading 3815 11| horse a big brown bay, a stepper, with a fine action.~“Deuce 3816 5| alcoholism, but he looked a sterling old fellow for all that, 3817 8| petticoats.~“I say, their stew’s very good, ain’t it?” 3818 11| further stated that the stewards were about to meet.~Nana, 3819 13| And with his meager neck sticking up between the turndown 3820 13| with it. The glass was all sticky with sugar, and the gas 3821 11| looming in all his official stiffness by the side of the empress, 3822 4| talking in low tones and stifling slight yawns the while.~“ 3823 8| seeing that blows only stimulated her desires. He, on his 3824 8| that people accused him of stinginess, he consented to add them 3825 13| amounts; she was odiously stingy with every minute of her 3826 5| puberty of early manhood, was stirring within him at last, flaming 3827 11| witnessed. Price, rising in his stirrups and brandishing his whip, 3828 2| became her, and with a few stitches she could manufacture a 3829 13| How silly of me! Never a stiver; not even their omnibus 3830 4| single fly, and they were stlll laughing at the way they 3831 2| himself, despite the English stolidity of manner which he was wont 3832 2| declared that you had him by a stonemason who was in the habit of 3833 10| after all! You know I’m stony broke.”~She summoned him 3834 1| my chicken, you’re too STOOPID. Nana has other good points, 3835 1| chin, as though he had a stoppage in his throat.~What followed 3836 5| of this untidy, ill–kept storeroom sat four fashionable, white– 3837 9| interest him in his marine–stores inventory, as he jocosely 3838 9| shoulders; he was above such storms. Fontan whispered:~“He’s 3839 11| their course like a sudden stormwind, the mass was already some 3840 11| she cried.~She thought him stouter than formerly. In eighteen 3841 2| their business!~Zoe had stowed them all over the place, 3842 6| drive. So in a somewhat straggling order they reached the wooden 3843 3| for a very honest man of straightforward intentions and understanding. 3844 1| one stout lady, who was stranded, as it were, on the velvet– 3845 4| gentleman back. He was a stranger, whose name it was useless 3846 10| society from the Tuileries or strangers of distinction. Ordinarily 3847 14| ladies and gentlemen, the strangest stories were told, and everybody 3848 8| pincers.~“Hook it or I’ll strangle you!”~rhereupon Nana burst 3849 14| discussing politics and strategy. Bordenave, Daguenet, Labordette, 3850 3| me, where have you been straying to? Your elbow is covered 3851 11| swept away the clouds; long streamers of gray vapor were disappearing 3852 1| Oh dear, yes, she was a streetwalker— she didn’t count. But she 3853 7| elsewhere and took up with streetwalkers, who treated him to all 3854 5| the wings which had been strengthened, as it were, by a thick 3855 14| furniture to an accompaniment of strident, outlandish syllables. It 3856 2| of the two old women at strife over their game, the sound 3857 9| afraid of a fiasco. The piece strikes me as idiotic.”~Then he 3858 11| a line of policemen. The strip of grass which lay muddy 3859 11| dazzling in white satin striped with yellow and was covered 3860 12| certain, he felt powerless to strive. When Nana returned she 3861 9| such a whirl that he had striven to forget everything and 3862 7| close passage down which he strode among the strolling people. 3863 5| interested him now. He was stroking a great tortoise–shell cat 3864 9| the heart of this enormous structure, on a few square yards of 3865 3| murmured Leonide, who strummed none but operatic airs on 3866 8| Rochefoucauld, they became abject strumpets, and their hunt for men 3867 10| various dates. But since the studio, which occupied the central 3868 14| from Russia—embroidered stuffs, for instance, valuable 3869 5| inconvenienced him most was the stuffy, dense, overheated air of 3870 7| same lusts, he literally stumbled, and in the road a cab nearly 3871 10| tottie the drawing room will stun him! Yes, yes, have a good 3872 12| the fault was hers! What a stunner that Nana was, eh? One would 3873 9| forward, choking with rage and stuttering:~“Yes, you, I’ll pay you 3874 9| Italian jars, clocks in all styles, platters and inkpots, firearms 3875 8| dragged along and finally subjected to the official medical 3876 8| round his neck, uttered a sublime sentiment.~“Yes, you need 3877 1| Council of Gods in order to submit thereto the deceived husband’ 3878 10| without further insistence submitted to his fate and went downstairs. 3879 9| Apparently he was only submitting ideas to Fauchery of which 3880 8| had certainly promised to subscribe toward their common household 3881 13| took all the provincial subscriptions; in fact, she took everything, 3882 1| change, there were little subsections composed of intimate friends, 3883 5| house being in a state of subsidence, they stuck up like hummocks. 3884 8| satisfaction. It was the old substantial dinner you get in a country 3885 11| hue; there was something substantially luxurious about their turnout, 3886 9| deemed necessary to find a substitute for her! And this would 3887 5| became aware of a whole subterranean existence. But just as the 3888 9| as she walked she smiled subtlely, closed her eyes demurely 3889 1| a comic actress of much subtlety and an adorable singer, 3890 8| doors of the cafes. This suburb was the only corner of night 3891 8| public–house balls in the suburbs, where she had kicked up 3892 11| straining after wit without succeeding in being funny. Seven women, 3893 13| Oh, come to me, my God! Succor me; nay, let me die sooner! 3894 13| tip of my little finger to suck. I mean it! I shall send 3895 7| of the dung, a fly which sucks in death on the carrion 3896 5| Oh, the cows!” Bordenave suddeniy shouted in his hoarse voice.~ 3897 9| hodman at the duke, who suffers with most ecstatic submissiveness. 3898 10| waving her feet in the air, sufficed to sully the room with a 3899 4| recalled, and he was stuffed to suffocation. Simonne having wiped his 3900 11| luxurious about their turnout, suggesting rich retired tradespeople. 3901 8| their diabolical tricks and suggestions. The way in which smart 3902 7| searching within himself for suitable prayers, while his whole 3903 8| Fontan had come home in a sulk, for he, too, had been deserted 3904 10| Pry behind the door. She sulked, and he returned with coaxing 3905 4| kiss her neck, but Simonne, sullen and thoroughly out of sorts, 3906 10| in the air, sufficed to sully the room with a note of 3907 4| him as though he were a sultan. They were entirely taken 3908 11| Boulogne beneath skies rendered sultry by the first heats of June. 3909 10| want you any longer!”~This summary procedure calmed her down, 3910 11| madly. Just then on the summit of her cab the Tricon, who 3911 1| on your part, my son, to summon us to see such a sight as 3912 10| know I’m stony broke.”~She summoned him to button her boots, 3913 13| insulted.”~And without even summoning Zoe she dressed herself 3914 2| the bell had sounded. Its summonses became fast and furious. 3915 2| completely furnished. The vulgar sumptuosity of gilded consoles and gilded 3916 4| her to an apple puff on Sundays.~“Oh, I must tell you about 3917 5| tempest of applause she had sung her last note she bowed, 3918 3| seeing lakes, forests and sunrises over landscapes steeped 3919 3| whom people were going to sup.~“All in good time,” replied 3920 14| line or two, because it was superfluous. No, never a word! It was 3921 7| idea of divine help, of superhuman consolation, surprised him, 3922 8| during her struggle with superincumbent dirt. On such days the place 3923 13| trust him in the active superintendence of all their affairs. Nay, 3924 13| on by her. His was now a supersensual tenderness, verging on pure 3925 2| herself from the charge of superstition. Thus, if the salt were 3926 13| quickly enough; Philippe was supplanting him because he was a bearded 3927 10| as he looked at her with suppliant, questioning eyes and craved 3928 2| replied the lad in a low, supplicating tone.~This answer made her 3929 13| a wretched story. He had supplied her with bread to the amount 3930 3| herself of the truth of her suppositions; she concluded with these 3931 6| driver seemed now to be suppressing a laugh behind his dry, 3932 14| hole. The nose was still suppurating. Quite a reddish crush was 3933 4| brought up from Saint–Aubin–sur–Mer in the capacity of maid 3934 11| heights of Saint–Cloud and the Suresnes, which, in their turn, were 3935 13| two days past she had been surfeiting him with love, and such 3936 11| a mob, an eddy of hats, surged round the several bookmakers, 3937 6| had her old ambition been surpassed. Once again she tasted the 3938 6| Paris, where the season was surpassing their expectations. But 3939 1| and boxed his ears. Diana, surprising Venus in the act of making 3940 5| sounded strange, deadened, surprisingly discordant. Farther off 3941 8| hugged him in such utter self–surrender that he pocketed the money 3942 8| parties of twelve or fifteen, surround a whole long reach of sidewalk 3943 1| hue of a dress coat or a surtout. Notwithstanding this, the 3944 12| La Faloise as he took a survey of the purple tent, which 3945 6| some old marquise who had survived the horrors of the Great 3946 2| movements of a cat who is susceptible to cold. Little by little 3947 3| anywhere; no one could think of suspecting evil where at most there 3948 9| appearance of great ragged clouts suspended from the rafters of some 3949 1| crowd of her adorers and yet sustain no injury.~The piece drew 3950 1| he rolled around the most swaggering glances, which excited shrill 3951 4| berry; you think you’re swallowing fire! Well now, one evening 3952 11| the Vandeuvres’s stud was swamped by Lusignan’s popularity. 3953 13| invading army or one of those swarms of locusts whose flight 3954 1| from the stage boxes and swathed the gilt ornamentation of 3955 13| works, where hundreds of men sweated in the sun while cranes 3956 12| sentiments. He has given me the sweetest proofs of this.”~“Well,” 3957 13| for she always had some sweetheart round her, and her exhausted 3958 7| our affairs and take our sweethearts from us—Oh, you bet they’ 3959 1| forth Diana’s plaints in a sweetly pretty voice. The other 3960 13| though she had just put a sweetmeat in her mouth, and was content 3961 13| in it all; they were only sweets! But at last one evening 3962 7| all, I’ve had enough of swelldom! If I die of what I’m doing— 3963 8| over ears and a good lot of swells, too, playing the swine 3964 11| thought very much in the swim, spoke of them all as sorry 3965 8| Daguenet? Oh, HE was getting on swimmingly. M. Daguenet was settling 3966 13| pretending to be rich had just swindled her—a handsome man calling 3967 13| fruits of stock–exchange swindling and the profits of labor. 3968 8| regular ape with that great swingeing nose of his. Oh, he had 3969 8| from Paris swung you in swings and played tonneau with 3970 13| of sex, just as he would swoon before the vast unknown 3971 11| and thence on to the five symmetrical stands of brickwork and 3972 4| and preserves alternated symmetrically.~“You sit where you like, 3973 12| quadrille unrolled the cadenced symmetry of its figures.~“Very smart— 3974 8| used to end by growing sympathetic in her turn and would cite 3975 7| had ended by rousing her sympathies!~“So you expect your wife 3976 1| drinking a glass of fruit syrup.~But Fauchery, in order 3977 4| that together they formed a tableau.~“One can’t help liking 3978 8| insolent face who kept a whole tableful of vastly fat women breathlessly 3979 10| champagne made five or six tablefuls tipsy and then carried off 3980 12| forgiveness, and they agreed by a tacit understanding to retain 3981 6| of the coachman, a little taciturn old man whom she overwhelmed 3982 7| now? I was on the wrong tack. Your wife’s an honest woman, 3983 13| like a child and repeat tags of sentences.~“Say as I 3984 1| composed, as it was, of all the talents and tarnished by all the 3985 7| successive gaslight it grew taller and immediately afterward 3986 8| contemptuous sniff. Where was Talma’s tradition? Nowhere. Very 3987 6| because one day on the talus of the fortifications she 3988 8| part, seeing what a good tame thing she had become, ended 3989 11| arrival of Simonne in a tandem which Steiner was driving, 3990 11| glittering steel, and light tandems, which looked as delicately 3991 11| horses, which were harnessed tandemwise, the leader being a little 3992 6| efforts, she flew off at a tangent and walked so quickly that 3993 13| plunged, they said, into a tank at Les Fondettes. Nana kept 3994 1| Hequet silenced her with a tap of her fan.~From that moment 3995 14| proper thing and that a taper should take its place. So 3996 11| deep; her head and neck tapered lightly from the delicate, 3997 11| turned into countless golden targets above the heads of the crowd. 3998 5| scent of powders and the tart perfume of toilet vinegars 3999 5| essences which mingled with the tartish, intoxicating fumes of the 4000 13| blows and impose quaint tasks on him, making him lisp