Vulgar words in Ernest Maltravers — Volume 02 (Page 1)
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And the minor satellites?--dancing, whispering, making love, or sipping lemonade.
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Those cold names and unsubstantial shadows which Madame de Ventadour had been accustomed to yawn over in skeleton histories, took from the eloquence of Maltravers the breath of life--they glowed and moved--they feasted and made love--were wise and foolish, merry and sad, like living things.