Volume II Part 12 (1/2)
Thereupon an elderly ht not to say that the gentleht, thus i to the Romans that Catilina and the other conspirators were dead, only said that they had lived
”Is it not the sa is polite, the other is not” And after treating , with a smile, ”I suppose you are an Italian?”
”Yes, I a uessed it fro prattle”
Everybody laughed, and, I, an to coax hi boy of twelve or thirteen years as seated near hi the journey lessons in French politeness, and e parted he tookthat he wished to make me a small present
”What is it?”
”You et, the particle 'non', which you use frequently at random 'Non' is not a French word; instead of that unpleasantthe lie: never say it, or prepare yourself to give and to receive sword-stabs every moment”
”I thank you, monsieur, your present is very precious, and I pro the first fortnight of my stay in Paris, it seemed to me that I had beco pardon
I even thought, one evening at the theatre, that I should have a quarrel for having begged so to the pit, trod on my foot, and I hastened to say,
”Your pardon, sir”
”Sir, pardon me yourself”
”No, yourself”
”Yourself!”
”Well, sir, let us pardon and embrace one another!” The e the journey, having fallen asleep froondola, someone pushed my arm
”Ah, sir! look at that mansion!”
”I see it; what of it?”
”Ah! I pray you, do you not find it”
”I find nothing particular; and you?”
”Nothing wonderful, if it were not situated at a distance of forty leagues from Paris But here! Ah! would my 'badauds' of Parisians believe that such a beautiful ues distant fronorant a ht”
That man was a Parisian and a 'badaud' to the backbone, like a Gaul in the days of Caesar
But if the Parisians are lounging about fro around thereater 'badaud' than they! The difference between us was that, being accusto theed their nature, while their surprise often arose frohted nificent road made by Louis XV, the cleanliness of the hotels, the excellent fare they give, the quickness of the service, the excellent beds, the enerally is the irl of the house, and whose decency, modest manners, and neatness, inspire the most shameless libertine with respect Where is the Italian who is pleased with the effrontery and the insolence of the hotel-waiters in Italy? In my days, people did not know in France what it was to overcharge; it was truly the honers True, they had the unpleasantness of often witnessing acts of odious despotis Since that time the French have the despotism of the people Is it less obnoxious?