In their little hearts: pt 12.
I admit that the weakness which Julien shown in this monologue, gives me a poor opinion of him. It would be worthy of being the co-conspirators in the yellow gloves, claiming change the whole way of being a large country, and do not want to blame the slightest scratch.
Julien was sharply reminded his role. It was not to dream and say nothing that he had invited to dinner in such good company.
A manufacturer of painted canvas removed, corresponding member of the Academy of Besançon and the Uzes, addressed him from one end of the table to another, to ask if what is generally said its amazing progress in the study of the New Testament was true.
A profound silence suddenly, a Latin New Testament is met as if by magic in the hands of the learned member of two academies. On the response of Julien, a half-Latin phrase was read at random. He recited: its memory is faithful, and was admired this wonder with all the boisterous energy of the end of a dinner. Julien looked at the illuminated face of the ladies were a lot more. He had a distinguished collector of beautiful women singer.
“I am ashamed, truly, to speak Latin so long before these ladies, he said, looking at it. If Mr. Rubigneau was a member of both academies, is good enough to read a Latin phrase at random, instead of responding following the Latin text, I will try to translate it impromptu.
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