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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1899 Excerpt: ... PART III. THE DEATH AGONY. Early in the month of December an old man, over seventy years of age, was going along the rue de Varennes, unmindful of the rain, and gazi This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1899 Excerpt: ... PART III. THE DEATH AGONY. Early in the month of December an old man, over seventy years of age, was going along the rue de Varennes, unmindful of the rain, and gazing up at the doors of all the houses, looking, with the eagerness of a lover and the absorbed air of a philosopher, for the one belonging to Monsieur le Marquis Raphael de Valentin. An expression of anxious grief, struggling against the will of a despotic nature, was on his face, which was dried like an old parchment shrivelling in the fire, and framed by long gray locks, now hanging in disorder. If a painter had met this singular personage, who was lean and bony, and dressed in black, he would certainly, on returning to his studio, have put a sketch of him into his note-book with the inscription, "Classic poet in search of a rhyme." After making sure of the number of the house, this living palingencsia of Rollin knocked gently at the door of a magnificent hotel. "Is Monsieur Raphael at home?" he asked of the porter in livery. "Monsieur le marquis does not receive visitors," answered the man, swallowing a huge bit of bread which he was dipping in a bowl of coffee. "I see his carriage," persisted the old man, pointing to a brilliant equipage standing under a wooden roof painted in stripes like an awning, which projected from the portico and overshadowed the steps. "He must be going out; and I will wait here to speak with him." "Ah my old friend, then you may have to wait here till tomorrow morning " answered the porter. "There is always a carriage standing ready for monsieur. But please go away; I should lose an annuity of six hundred francs if I were to let a stranger into the house without orders." Just then a tall old man, whose apparel was a good deal like that of an usher in a ministerial ...


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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1899 Excerpt: ... PART III. THE DEATH AGONY. Early in the month of December an old man, over seventy years of age, was going along the rue de Varennes, unmindful of the rain, and gazi This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1899 Excerpt: ... PART III. THE DEATH AGONY. Early in the month of December an old man, over seventy years of age, was going along the rue de Varennes, unmindful of the rain, and gazing up at the doors of all the houses, looking, with the eagerness of a lover and the absorbed air of a philosopher, for the one belonging to Monsieur le Marquis Raphael de Valentin. An expression of anxious grief, struggling against the will of a despotic nature, was on his face, which was dried like an old parchment shrivelling in the fire, and framed by long gray locks, now hanging in disorder. If a painter had met this singular personage, who was lean and bony, and dressed in black, he would certainly, on returning to his studio, have put a sketch of him into his note-book with the inscription, "Classic poet in search of a rhyme." After making sure of the number of the house, this living palingencsia of Rollin knocked gently at the door of a magnificent hotel. "Is Monsieur Raphael at home?" he asked of the porter in livery. "Monsieur le marquis does not receive visitors," answered the man, swallowing a huge bit of bread which he was dipping in a bowl of coffee. "I see his carriage," persisted the old man, pointing to a brilliant equipage standing under a wooden roof painted in stripes like an awning, which projected from the portico and overshadowed the steps. "He must be going out; and I will wait here to speak with him." "Ah my old friend, then you may have to wait here till tomorrow morning " answered the porter. "There is always a carriage standing ready for monsieur. But please go away; I should lose an annuity of six hundred francs if I were to let a stranger into the house without orders." Just then a tall old man, whose apparel was a good deal like that of an usher in a ministerial ...

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