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...hand fluttered near her temple and tucked a curl behind her ear. Her shiny black hair was pulled into one of those sexy, loose I-Just-Fell- Out-Of-B... ...extra toe up. Beneath that dark, very plain skirt lay every man’s fantasy… black lace and satin garters. Cade would have bet the farm that her sto... ...g up that conservative skirt and stroking the creamy flesh between all that black sin. He woke up sweating just thinking about those satin garters.... ...rse. What had she done to deserve this? Cade grinned widely from inside a black pick-up truck that had to be an antique. The day had been long and... ... sat in sullen silence, her hair teased and died an outrageous burgundy and black. Small, thin lips were painted dark purple and there was silver ... ...an’s aide looked like he’d stepped off the cover of GQ with his pin-striped Hugo Boss suit and slicked back hair. He looked Cade directly in the ey...

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...able hands as I laid my hand on Josephine’s steaming neck, listening to the black mare suck hard to get a breath of air. Her knees were bloody. Al... ...yes blazed angrily at each of them and my chestnut braid flapped against my black blouse as I paced. “Who did this to her,” I demanded again. I caugh... ...oupe leader. “He’s almost ready.” Ah yes, Pierrot: the far more fractious black Andalusian. Beautiful, fiery and, as Francois indicated, almost r... ...tch pinned to my blouse and realized that there would, no doubt, be another black-edged note waiting for me this evening since I was now late in cari... ...ent stall. As usual, Cesare was there; of course, there was also a note, a black-edged card whose envelope was sealed with a red death’s head in wa... ...s no better than she should be. Look at these books she reads: Balzac and Hugo. I ask you. Everyone knows French books are filled with filth. A...

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...n I looked at her, and stark staring mad when she looked at me! O lustrous black eyes!—O glossy night-black ringlets!—O lips!—O dainty frocks of white... ...ed but by two dandies and a solitary beasty (by which unnatural name these blackamoors are called), made his way humbly to join the regiment at headqu... ...ng man was killed very soon after, and left his child with its mother. The black Prince forgave his daughter and bequeathed to her a handsome sum of m... ...istian quality: she was a hideous, bloated, yellow creature, with a beard, black teeth, and red eyes: she was fat, lying, ugly, and stingy—she hated a... ... Major Gahagan and Jowler knew that his wife would fill it with her odious blackamoor friends. I could not, however, go forth satisfied to the campaig... ...d in former times; but if, in the works of Byron, Scott, Goethe, or Victor Hugo, the reader can find a more beautiful sentence than the above, I will ...

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...ould have been chiefly to notice how little he was noticeable. He wore the black morning coat, the black tie, and the speckled grey nether parts (desc... ... of draper’s as- sistant, a ruddy, red-haired lad in a very short tailless black coat and a very high collar, who is deliberately unfolding and refold... ...round a fitful glow of light, was saying. “ And clean the chain daily with black-lead. You mind just a few little things like that—” “Lord love us!” s... ...you please, call none Sir or Madame, have a lappel free of pins, doff your black morning coat, and wear the colour of your heart, and be a Man. You gr... ...going back, of being put in the cage again for another twelve months, lies blacker and blacker across the sunlight. But on the first morning of the te... ... was evidently some- thing dark and mysterious. Doctor Conan Doyle, Victor Hugo, and Alexander Dumas were well within Mr. Hoopdriver’s range of readin...

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...strong criss-cross beams, with solid material between, coated with plaster. The beams were painted red or blue or black, according to the owner’s tast... ...in that day prevailed among serving-men and ‘prentices*— that is to say, each had on the crown of his head a flat black cap about the size of a saucer... ...ected procession now appeared in the great gateway, a troop of halberdiers. ‘They were dressed in striped hose of black and tawny, velvet caps graced ... ...the French ambas- sador, and were followed by twelve cavaliers of the suite of the Spanish ambassador, clothed in black velvet, unrelieved by any orna... ... the King would have assaulted him, but Canty—or Hobbs, as he now called himself—prevented him, and said— “Peace, Hugo, vex him not; his mind is astra... ... and thy ways fret him. Sit thee down, Jack, and quiet thyself; thou shalt have a morsel to eat, anon.” Hobbs and Hugo fell to talking together, in lo... ...silent, some were irritable and petulant, none were gentle- humoured, all were thirsty. The Ruffler put ‘Jack’ in Hugo’s charge, with some brief instr... ...e, with some brief instructions, and commanded John Canty to keep away from him and let him alone; he also warned Hugo not to be too rough with the la... ...ed themselves abroad to enter the vil- lage at different points to ply their various trades— ’Jack’ was sent with Hugo. They wandered hither and thith...

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...stively costumed Princes and Knights. All seemed pleasure, joy, and roguish gaiety, only one of the numerous guests had a gloomy exte- rior; but exact... ...open his Vizier. He opened it, and none of the high ladies and knights knew him. But from the crowded spectators, 2 offi- cials advanced, who recogniz... ... for grace for your offense now kneels before me, rise as knight; knavish you have acted, and Knave of Bergen shall you be called henceforth, and glad... ...maids and retouched the sidewalk, and afterward wiped the marble steps with damp cloths and fin- ished by dusting them off with feather brushes. Now a... ...stage of the proceedings, a narrow bright red car- pet was unrolled and stretched from the top of the marble steps to the curbstone, along the center ... ...columns, carved apparently from the living rock; and what is more, they are written all over with thou- sands of names; some of them—like Byron’s and ...

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... glazed eyes of Necessity are always fixed upon you; fly away as you will, black Care sits behind you, and with his ceaseless gloomy croaking drowns t... ... for wheels, under which unhappy millions are crushed to death. An immense black cloud of desolation covers over the country through which the gin mon... ... gimcracks and trumpery. He has drawn a perfectly English scene—the little blackguard boys are playing pranks round about the men, and shouting, “Head... ... the “Life in Paris” before mentioned. He has also made designs for Victor Hugo’s “Hans of Iceland.” Strange, wild etchings were those, on a strange, ... ...t, and will stow it, without any creases or crumples, along with the other black garments that lie in that immense pocket of his. Cruikshank has desig... ...ery often outwitted. There is, for instance, the case of “The Gentleman in Black,” which has been illustrated by our artist. A young French gentle- ma...

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...f polished tin (it may have been that or oilskin), hand- somely laced with black worsted, and ornamented with a shin- ing gold cord. A little squat bo... ...rniture; and, finally, an air of extremely respectable pov- erty. A jolly, black-eyed, yellow-shawled Dulcinea conducted us through the apartment, and... ..., with strong Jewish physiognomies. There was one, a solemn lean fellow in black, with his collars extremely turned over, and holding before him a lon... ... the sun-burnt city and go HOME. Y onder in the steamer was home, with its black funnel and gilt portraiture of “Lady Mary W ood” at the bows; and eve... ...d we met scores of women tripping towards them with pretty feet, and smart black mantillas, from which looked out fine dark eyes and handsome pale fac... ...idleness is the best, and I shall never enjoy such in Europe again. Victor Hugo, in his famous travels on the Rhine, visiting Co- logne, gives a learn...

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... greater height, and very slight; his large keen eyes, hair and moustache, black as jet; and his complexion dark brown, with a well-formed aquiline no... ... and make encroachments on their privileges and possessions. Thus when Sir Hugo Lynwood, the old Crusader, was made prisoner by Simon de Montfort’s pa... ...to a confidential whisper, “I like not that outlandish Squire, so tall and black. Men say he is a Moor—a worshipper of Mahound.” Eustace laughed heart... ...nard was not satisfied. “Had ever man born in Christian land such flashing black eyes and white teeth? And is not he horribly fierce and strict?” “Nev... ...r, and I have heard strange tales of his father, Beranger d’Aubricour, the Black Wolf of the Pyrenees, as he was called, one of the robber noblesse of... ...or the bright sun of Gascony; Ralph Penrose held his master’s horse, and a black powerful charger was prepared for Eustace, but still the broth- ers t...

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...of Belgravia. After all these years, each leaving its evi- dence of slowly blackened pages, I can honestly say that it is a sentiment akin to piety wh... ...till, out of the waste of a white earth joining a bestarred sky, surged up black shapes, the clumps of trees about a village of the Ukrainian plain. A... ...ssion of a member of the fam- ily; and beyond the village in the limitless blackness of a winter’s night there lay the great unfenced fields—not a fla... ... a kindly bread-giving land of low rounded ridges, all white now, with the black patches of timber nestling in the hollows. The road by which I had co... ...ained windows stood a tall bony man with a bald head set off by a bunch of black hair above each ear and with a long black beard. He glanced up from t... ...r aware of learning to read. At ten years of age I had read much of Victor Hugo and other ro- mantics. I had read in Polish and in French, history, vo... ..., not being very well at the time, the proofs of his translation of Victor Hugo’s “Toilers of the Sea.” Such was my title to consideration, I believe,...

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...all these years, each leaving 16 A Personal Record its evidence of slowly blackened pages, I can honestly say that it is a sentiment akin to pity whi... ...till, out of the waste of a white earth joining a bestarred sky, surged up black shapes, the clumps of trees about a village of the Ukrainian plain. A... ...ssion of a member of the family; and beyond the village in the limit- less blackness of a winter’s night there lay the great unfenced fields—not a fla... ... a kindly bread-giving land of low rounded ridges, all white now, with the black patches of timber nestling in the hollows. The road by which I had co... ...ined windows stood a tall, bony man with a bald head set off by a bunch of black hair above each ear, and with a long, black beard. He glanced up from... ...r aware of learning to read. At ten years of age I had read much of Victor Hugo and other romantics. I had read in Polish and in French, history, voya... ..., not being very well at the time, the proofs of his translation of Victor Hugo’s “Toilers of the Sea.” Such was my title to consideration, I believe,...

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...rehead, by his casque worn bare, His thick moustache, and curly hair, Coal-black, and grizzled here and there, But more through toil than age; His ... ...towering falcon seemed to soar. Last, twenty yeomen, two and two, In hosen black, and jerkins blue, With falcons broidered on each breast, Attended on... ...he summoned Palmer came in place; His sable cowl o’erhung his face; In his black mantle was he clad, With Peter’s keys, in cloth of red, On his bro... ...isplease; He loves to drown his bosom’s jar Amid the elemental war: And my black Palmer’s choice had been Some ruder and more savage scene, Like that ... ... scream from isle to shore; Down all the rocks the torrents roar; O’er the black waves incessant driven, Dark mists infect the summer heaven; Through ... ...narch of that warlike name, And eke the time when here he came To seek Sir Hugo, then our lord; A braver never drew a sword; A wiser never, at the hou... ...ild clamour and affray Of those dread artisans of hell, Who laboured under Hugo’s spell, Sounded as loud as ocean’s war Among the caverns of Dunbar. ...

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... that she threw it out: “Well, there’s Lyng, in Dorsetshire. It belongs to Hugo’s cous- ins, and you can get it for a song.” The reasons she gave for ... ...thick December dusk, by just such a wide-hooded fireplace, under just such black oak rafters, with the sense that beyond the mullioned panes the downs... ..., circling softly, interminably before her, now darkened to a uniform blue-blackness, the hue of a summer night without stars. And into this darkness ... ...med beggars or having their pockets picked by slippery- looking fellows in black—the whole with such an air of ease and good-humour that one felt the ... ... and feathered hats. One nobleman wore a ruff and doctor’s gown, another a black velvet tunic slashed with rose-colour; while the President of the dre... ...age her dress from the tip of his scabbard. She wore one of the voluminous black hoods which the V enetian ladies affected, and under its projecting e...

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... it in 1840. Mutton cutlets and fillet of beef at Flicoteaux’s repre- sent black game and fillet of sturgeon at Very’s; they are not on the regular bi... ... in the flames of heady punch, or by the generous warmth of a small cup of black coffee glori- fied by a dash of something hotter and stronger. Lucien... ... queer characters of the trade in the days of the Empire. Doguereau wore a black coat with vast square skirts, when fashion required swallow-tail coat... ...ey attached to it, hung from his fob and dangled down over a roomy pair of black nether gar- ments. The booksellers’ watch must have been the size of ... ...Pale-faced and slight and thin, with a fine forehead hid- den by masses of black, tolerably unkempt hair, there was something about him that attracted... ...seemed to me that a volume of sonnets would be something quite new. Victor Hugo has appropriated the old, Canalis writes lighter verse, Beranger has m... ...ve no idea, gentlemen, of the amount of harm that Byron, Lamartine, Victor Hugo, Casimir Delavigne, Canalis, and Beranger have done by their success. ... ...ere are only four poets—Beranger, Casimir Delavigne, Lamartine, and Victor Hugo; as for Cana- lis—he is a poet made by sheer force of writing him up.”... ...children nowadays,” said Blondet. “Since M. de Chateaubriand called Victor Hugo a ‘sublime child,’ I can only tell you quite simply that you have spir...

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... caps, Banyas with round turbans, Sindes with square bonnets, Parsees with black mitres, and long-robed Arme- nians—were collected. It happened to be ... ...ons and a celestial light swim, as in the sacred lakes of Himalaya, in the black pupils of her great clear eyes. Her teeth, fine, equal, and white, gl... ...s, edgetool factories, and 63 Jules Verne high chimneys puffing clouds of black smoke heavenward. Night came on; the train passed on at full speed, i... ...ed be- fore they reached their destination. They first passed through the “black town,” with its narrow streets, its miserable, dirty huts, and squali... ...is whole fortune was at this moment at stake. At this moment, also, a long black funnel, crowned with wreaths of smoke, appeared on the edge of the wa... ...ike a checker- board, “with the sombre sadness of right-angles,” as Victor Hugo expresses it. The founder of the City of the Saints could not escape f...

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...ng tone, and the look truly of an angel, though whether of a white or of a black one might be dubious, proposed this toast: Die Sache der Armen in Got... ...t possible violence to the ear; yet all was tight and right there: hot and black came the coffee ever at the due moment; and the speechless Lieschen h... ...ough the highest published creation, or work of genius, has never- theless black spots and troubled nebulosities amid its effulgence,—a mixture of ins... ...ircled mountain-pool, perhaps the crater of an extinct volcano; into whose black deeps you fear to gaze: those eyes, those lights that sparkle in it, ... ... of Com- mons, we shall note what progress he has made. He digs up certain black stones from the bosom of the earth, and says to them, Transport me an... ...xtant! Deuce on it (verdammt), the little spitfires!—Nay, I think with old Hugo von Trimberg: ‘God must needs laugh outright, could such a thing be, t...

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...ors of which, placed opposite to each other, light it. This room, paved in black and white marble, is especially noticeable for a ceiling of beams for... ...”; he played billiards to perfection; he knew how to cut out likenesses in black paper, and his friend Colleville coached him so well that he was able... ...r lips were thin, and her imperious forehead was sur- mounted by hair once black, now turning to chinchilla. She held herself as straight as the faire... ...y could have made her change her habits. She wore on her chinchilla hair a black gauze cap, adorned with the geranium called Charles X.; her gown, of ... ... such money as he extracted for them from the rich. His clothes, always of black cloth, were worn until the seams became white. Na- ture had done a gr... ..., which you seem to fear, has no more value for us than a stanza of Victor Hugo. Therefore, let them talk! Carry your head high!” “But we shall still ... ...ith a very important mem- ber of the government, Comte Martial de la Roche-Hugon. He stopped in the courtyard when he reached it, as if to examine the... ..., Madame de Scenes from a Courtesan’s Life The Middle Classes La Roche-Hugon, Martial de Domestic Peace The Peasantry A Daughter of Eve Th...

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...ders. He was dressed in dark-blue serge, and had peculiarly thick, coarse, black hair. I heard the unseen dogs growl furiously , and forthwith he duck... ... from myself. He turned with animal swiftness. In some indefinable way the black face thus flashed upon me shocked me profoundly. It was a singularly ... ...d you!” said Montgomery. “Why the devil don’t you get out of the way?” The black-faced man started aside without a word. I went on up the companion, s... ...ere, you know,” he said in a deliberate tone. “Your place is forward.” The black-faced man cowered. “They—won’t have me for- ward.” He spoke slowly, w... ...ng back, still astonished beyond measure at the grotesque ugliness of this black-faced creature. I had never beheld such a repulsive and extraordinary... ... preliminary manipulation of the young mountebank or contortionist. Victor Hugo gives an account of them in `L ’Homme qui Rit.’—But perhaps my meaning...

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.... Balzac began with an odd but not unintelligible compound, something like Hugo’s, of Napoleonism and Royalism. In 1824, when he was still in the shad... ...ts for some of the most interesting figures of the Comedie. He knew Victor Hugo, but certainly not at this time intimately; for as late as 1839 the le... ...this time intimately; for as late as 1839 the letter in which he writes to Hugo to come and breakfast with him at Les Jardies (with interesting and mi... ... his Eve in the Rue Fortunee—a name too pro- vocative of Nemesis—by Victor Hugo, the chief maker in verse as he himself was the chief maker in prose o... ...Tours Un Menage de Garcon A Bachelor’s Establishment The T wo Brothers The Black Sheep 36 The Human Comedy: Introductions & Appendix Les Parisiens en...

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... first seen walking on the Mall in a blue velvet dress, with her mother in black velvet, there was quite an excitement in Sancerre. This dress confirm... ...ountenance set off by terrible eyes in 16 The Muse of the Department deep black circles, under enormous eyebrows; and his elo- quence, very unlike hi... ...d through a diamond ring, while the law- yer never dressed in anything but black—coat, trousers, and waistcoat alike, and those often shabby. These fo... ...thank any one who warned him of this little mishap. He wore knee-breeches, black silk stockings, and a white waistcoat till 1824. After his marriage h... ...in the same little bottle-green coat with large white-metal buttons, and a black stock that accentuated his cold stingy face, lighted up by gray-blue ... ...ne from Rossini, six bars written by Meyerbeer, the four lines that Victor Hugo writes in every album, a verse from Lamartine, a few words from Berang... ...aldo crossing the stage in the back- ground like a figure in one of Victor Hugo’s plays.” 80 The Muse of the Department “He, perhaps, is the husband,...