The simile started a laugh in his throat. He would read the jokes and illustrate them; and after a time I could see the point of a joke without having it explained to me. The gardens were tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose: flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables. She was in ill trim for walking, but somehow or other she made her way as far as the Champs Elysées, and sank down upon an empty seat. Also she had tried him as a dragoman and as a gendarme, which seemed the most suitable of all to his severely handsome, immobile profile. On reaching the churchyard, he perceived the melancholy procession descending the hill. Only au revoir. And all the third act is love-sick music. Eh bien, we shall see. After the sights he would have to twiddle his thumbs until the joints cracked.
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