Vulgar words in Jean Christophe: in Paris - The Market-Place, Antoinette, the House (Page 1)
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He had attached himself to the fortunes of a Minister to whom he had discovered that he was distantly related--a son "of the bastard of his apothecary."
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For that made it possible to offer the patrons of the theater damaged goods under cover of the delights of luxury.
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That has always been the occupation of people who have nothing else to do: in default of love, they "make love": above all, they explain it.
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"I don't care a damn."
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But it was a very different matter when M. Jeannin knocked up against a certain company promoter who was launching a great industrial concern, and had got wind of the banker's easy-going ways and financial resources.
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Olivier went on: "I was an ass last night.
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He was the bastard of some burgess whom he had never known, and was brought up by a mother whom it was impossible to respect, so that in his childhood he had seen much that was sad and degrading.
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We're always knocking up against them, both friends and foes."
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To the legendary heroes--Gargantua, Friar John, Panurge--Olivier had added, on Christophe's inspiration, a new character, a peasant, Jacques Patience, simple, cunning, sly, resigned, who was the butt of the others, putting up with it when he was thrashed and robbed,--putting up with it when they made love to his wife, and laid waste his fields,--tirelessly putting his house in order and cultivating his land,--forced to follow the others to war, bearing the burden of the baggage, coming in for all the kicks, and still putting up with it,--waiting, laughing at the exploits of his masters and the thrashings they gave him, and saying, "They can't go on for ever," foreseeing their ultimate downfall, looking out for it out of the corner of his eye, and silently laughing at the thought of it, with his great mouth agape.