The Three Cities Trilogy: Paris, Volume 1 by Émile Zola
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distinct departments, at other times they have been
united, one minister, as in Taboureau's case, having charge of both.--Trans. Erect and rigid, she spoke but two words: "And then?" "And then--well, my dear, what would you have me do? One can't after all overthrow a ministry to enable you to play the part of Pauline." "Why not?" He pretended to laugh, but his blood rushed to his face, and the whole of his sturdy figure quivered with anguish. "Come, my little Silviane," said he, "don't be obstinate. You can be so nice when you choose. Give up the idea of that /debut/. You, yourself, would risk a great deal in it, for what would be your worries if you were to fail? You would weep all the tears in your body. And besides, you can ask me for so many other things which I should be so happy to give you. Come now, at once, make a wish and I will gratify it immediately." In a frolicsome way he sought to take her hand again. But she drew back with an air of much dignity. "No, you hear me, my dear fellow, I will have nothing whatever to do with you--nothing, so long as I don't play Pauline." He understood her fully, and he knew her well enough to realise how rigorously she would treat him. Only a kind of grunt came from his contracted throat, though he still tried to treat the matter in a jesting way. "Isn't she bad-tempered to-day!" he resumed at last, turning towards Gerard. "What have you done to her that I find her in such a state?" |
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