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f�ֶ��������ﻹ�иߵ�ģ�ط���΢��,�ɽ������и߶�ȫ�׷���۸�inancially, in spite of the large sums she gained, lisette was at first unfortunate. she placed 45,000 francs in a bank which broke immediately afterwards.end of the ancien r��gime��foretaste of the revolution��threatened��resolves to emigrate��another alarm��preparations����you are wrong to go����a terrible journey��safe across the frontier.if she had not got away in time there can be no [83] doubt as to what would have been her fate; fortunately her fears made her act with prudence. m. brongniart, the architect, and his wife, friends of hers, seeing her so pale and altered, persuaded her to go and stay with them for a few days at the invalides, where they had rooms; she gladly accepted and was taken there by a doctor attached to the palais royal, whose servants wore the orl��ans livery, the only one that was now respected, and in whose carriage she consequently arrived safely. her kind friends nursed and tried to comfort her; made her take bordeaux and soup as she could eat nothing, and tried to reassure her, being amongst those who did not believe in the perils to come. it was no use. when they went out they heard the threats and violent talk of the mob, and the discussions they held with each other; by no means calculated to give comfort to those who were listening.on sunday, april 19, 1795, therefore, she left vienna and went by prague to dresden, where she was of course enraptured with the world-famed gallery, and above all with the chef d��?uvre of raffaelle, the madonna di san sisto��that vision of beauty before which every other seems dim and pale. she spent five days at berlin, stayed a few [123] days more at the castle of her old friend prince henry of prussia, and arrived at st. petersburg late in july, very tired and exhausted with the journey in an uncomfortable carriage over roads s

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ma bienvenue au jour me rit dans tous les yeux;the whole affair was an exact specimen of the mingled extravagance, folly, vice, and weakness which were leading to the terrible retribution so swiftly approaching.comte d��artois, afterwards charles x."agreed," answered fred, "and here we go��hip! hip! hurrah!"���ֶ��������ﻹ�иߵ�ģ�ط���΢��now we will go on with the rest of the shorthand,�� he said.��but it��s all so hopeless. there��s nothing left for me. all the things we planned together������"doctor bronson has been there before, hasn't he, father?" said mary, when the exp�ֶ��������ﻹ�иߵ�ģ�ط���΢��lanation was ended.he was deeply in love with mme. d��harvelay, whose husband was the banker and intimate friend of m. de vergennes, then foreign minister. mme. d��h

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