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Come, come, ladies, don't stand on ceremony, for goodness' sake! All is fair in war time, is it not, madame?

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Yeah, I don't have that side to me. But the sturdy Madame Loiseau, who had the soul of a gendarme, continued morose, speaking little and eating much.

Now and then some one yawned, another followed his example, and each in turn, according to his character, breeding and social position, yawned either quietly or noisily, placing his hand before the gaping void whence issued breath condensed into vapor. With you? Then, surrounded by people who were eating, and well-nigh suffocated by the odor of food, the Comte and Comtesse de Breville and Monsieur and Madame Carre-Lamadon endured that hateful form of torture which has perpetuated the name of Tantalus.

Yeah, sure. I've never been happy for 30 seconds in a row in my life. Here, take it. It was of Normandy, broad, fresh and virile, that he would presently demand his inspiration, fervent and eager as a boy's love; it was in her that he would take refuge when, weary of life, he would implore a truce, or when he simply wished to work and revive his energies in old-time joys.

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And this may be the booze talking, or your pep talk, or both, but I think I can do it. That, my friends, is the American West.

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Are you cold? If I thought you were gonna lose this gunfight, I'd make you call it off. I see it, I see it.

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