Quotation from: Villette

Written by: Charlotte Bronte


At last, when he had changed his place for about the sixth time,
finding still the same untoward result to the experiment--he thrust
his head forward, settled his eyes on mine, and demanded with
impatience, "Qu'est-ce que c'est? Vous me jouez des tours?"


The words were hardly out of his mouth, however, ere, with his
customary quickness, he seized the root of this proceeding: in vain I
shook out the long fringe, and spread forth the broad end of my scarf.
"A-h-h! c'est la robe rose!" broke from his lips, affecting me very
much like the sudden and irate low of some lord of the meadow.

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