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- Author: Guy de Maupassant
- Publisher: Kessinger Publishing
- ISBN-10: 1162672269
- ISBN-13: 9781162672267
- Format: 19.1 x 23.5 x 0.3 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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The girls did not understand his witticisms, and their intelligence did not seem to be awakened until he sputtered obscene words, rough expressions, crippled by his accent. Then all in a chorus began to laugh as if they were demented, falling on the laps of their neighbors, repeating the words which the Baron disfigured purposely in order to make them say filthy things. They vomited at will plenty of them, intoxicated after drinking from the first bottles of wine; and relapsing into their real selves, opening the gates to their habits, they kissed mustaches on their right and those on their left, pinched arms, uttered furious screams, drank out of all the glasses, sang French couplets and bits of German songs they had learned in their daily intercourse with the enemy.
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- Author: Guy de Maupassant
- Publisher: Kessinger Publishing
- ISBN-10: 1162672269
- ISBN-13: 9781162672267
- Format: 19.1 x 23.5 x 0.3 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
The girls did not understand his witticisms, and their intelligence did not seem to be awakened until he sputtered obscene words, rough expressions, crippled by his accent. Then all in a chorus began to laugh as if they were demented, falling on the laps of their neighbors, repeating the words which the Baron disfigured purposely in order to make them say filthy things. They vomited at will plenty of them, intoxicated after drinking from the first bottles of wine; and relapsing into their real selves, opening the gates to their habits, they kissed mustaches on their right and those on their left, pinched arms, uttered furious screams, drank out of all the glasses, sang French couplets and bits of German songs they had learned in their daily intercourse with the enemy.
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