Farewell

Farewell

Come, Deputy of the Centre, come along! We shall have to mend our pace if we mean to sit down to dinner when every one else does, and thats a fact! Hurry up! Jump, Marquis! Thats it! Well done! You are bounding over the furrows just like a stag! These words were uttered by a sportsman seated much at his ease on the outskirts of the Foret de lIsle-Adam; he had just finished a Havana cigar, which he had smoked while he waited for his companion, who had evidently been straying about for some time among the forest undergrowth. Four panting dogs by the speakers side likewise watched the progress of the personage for whose benefit the remarks were made. To make their sarcastic import fully clear, it should be added that the second sportsman was both short and stout; his ample girth indicated a truly magisterial corpulence, and in consequence his progress across the furrows was by no means easy. He was striding over a vast field of stubble; the dried corn-stalks underfoot added not a little to the difficulties of his passage, and to add to his discomforts, the genial influence of the sun that slanted into his eyes brought great drops of perspiration into his face. The uppermost thought in his mind being a strong desire to keep his balance, he lurched to and fro like a coach jolted over an atrocious road. ......Buy Now (To Read More)

Product details

Ebook Number: 5873
Author: Balzac, Honoré de
Release Date: Jun 1, 2004
Format: eBook
Language: English

Contributors

Translator: Marriage, Ellen, 1865-1946