“Great heavens! What a woman!” cried the captain, and stamped with fury. “Not without reason…

In the dressing-room of Clotilde, leading actress of one of the most important theaters in…

It is as sorry a matter to use words of whose meaning one is ignorant…

Through the little square of St. Anna, towards a certain tavern, where the best wine…

How old was I then? Eleven or twelve years? More probably thirteen, for before then…