The Comedy of Human Life Volume 8
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1901 edition. Excerpt: ...Gilet, a man who served the Emperor, like your brother, in the Imperial Guard." Joseph rose and bowed. "Your brother, I think, was a dragoon, and I was only a mud-crusher," said Maxence. "On horseback or on foot," observed Flore, "you risked your skin all the same." Joseph studied Max as narrowly as Max studied J oseph. Max was dressed like the young men of fashion of the day, for he had his clothes from Paris. A pair of sky-blue cloth trousers, very fully pleated, made the best of his feet by showing only the tips of his boots and his spurs. His waist was firmly held by a white waistcoat with fancy gold buttons, laced behind to serve as a belt; this waistcoat, buttoning to the throat, set off his broad chest, and his black satin stock obliged him to hold his head up like a soldier. His black coat was extremely well cut. A handsome gold chain hung from his waistcoat pocket, where a fiat watch scarcely showed. He was 'playing with one of the patent watch-keys just invented by-Breguet, "He is a very good-looking fellow!" said Joseph to himself, admiring as an artist the face full of life, the appearance of strength, and the keen gray eyes inherited by Max from his gentleman father. "My uncle must be a deadly old bore, and that handsome girl has sought compensation. It is a case of three in a boat, that is very clear." At this moment Baruch and Francois came in. "You have not yet seen the Tower of Issoudun?" said Flore to Joseph. "Well, if you like to take a little walk till dinner is ready, which will not be for an hour yet, we will show you the great curiosity of the town " "With pleasure," said the artist, unable to discern the smallest...
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