Cousin Bette

Cousin Bette

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Cousin Bette

Cousin Bette

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Toward the middle of the month of July, 1838, one of the public carriages called milords, then a novelty in the streets of Paris, passed along Rue de l'Université, containing a stout man of medium height, in the uniform of a captain in the National Guard.

Among the good Parisians, who are commonly accused of being so very clever, there are those who fancy themselves infinitely more attractive in uniform than in their ordinary garb, and who credit the fair sex with so depraved a taste as to be favorably impressed by a bearskin cap and regimentals.

The physiognomy of this captain in the Second Legion exhaled a smug self-satisfaction which imparted an additional glow to his fat, ruddy cheeks. By the halo which wealth acquired in business binds around the brow of retired shopkeepers, it was easy to identify him as one of the chosen public servants of Paris,--at the very least a former deputy of his arrondissement. In like manner you may be sure that the ribbon of the Legion of Honor was not lacking on his chest, ostentatiously inflated à la . . .

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