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ers chose to liberate them otherwise than by 'vindicta, census, or testamentum'. On this account they lost their privileges, poor victims of the legislative intolerance of the haughty city. You see, it begins to be touching, already. Then came on the scene Junius Norbanus, consul by rank, and a true democrat, who brought in a law, carried it, and gave them their freedom. I

e wars of Marius and Sylla in which he took part. I can picture him seated before his tent, the evening after the battle. Pensive, he reclines upon his shield as he watches the slave who is grinding notches

for picture or statue in a co

Rome even freedom had its livery. What was this dress? Was there one at all? No authority that I know of throws

e you heard the news? Flamaran is going to bring out the second volume of his great work. He means to publish his lectures. He has in the press a treatise which will revolutionize the law of mortgages; he has been working twenty years at it; a masterpiece, I assure you." Day follows day; no book appears, no treatise is published, and all the while M. Flamaran grows in reputation. Strange phenomenon! like the aloe in the Botanical Gardens. The blossoming of the alo

n an assumed stammer, a sham deafness, or a convalescent pallor put on for the occasion. East and west are alike in his sight. The retired registrar, the pensioned usher aspiring late in life to some petty magistrature, are powerless to touch his heart. For him in vain does the youthful volunteer allow his uniform

We were discussing, or rather I was allowing him to lecture on, the law of wardship, and nodding my assent to his

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ere friends. At bottom the professor is a capital fellow; kindly, so long as the dignity of the Code is not

says, is no change of occupation. To get to his house I have only to

ur Flamara

the pretext of paying their respects. Their respects, indeed! They would bore him to death if he had to see

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ation he recognized me

Latin. How are

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ut before we begin-I forget where you come f

nd my vacations at Bourges

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t who had been through the Crimea, a charming man. But he

simplicity, evidently wishing to be pl

married,

have no conscien

tion of young men. There must be pl

s to their looks,

tell. You should do as I did; make inquiries, go and see.

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days exactly, in the middle of term-time, and

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othing left of him.

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s must be somewhere about; I

rose, went to a bookcase, ran his eye along a shelf, took down a volume, and began, in a low tone: "'Cooperation is the mighty lever upon which an effete society relies to extricate its

count of the action, with names, dates, moment

and francs did I win in that action for Monsieur Preb

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its shelf, and deigned to remember th

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hed his head. "Gaius sa

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pale, and stammered,

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friend of mine, who will welcome you like

hardly important enough for

rtant. Charnot specializes on coins. Coins and costume

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e will be delighted to see you. I know him well, you und

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near the Tennis Court, when I sat down, overcome. See what comes of enthusiasm and