Blaireau

Blaireau, who has only lost a hand, preludes in an undertone:

The New Book of Martyrs Georges Duhamel 1925

Blaireau, a badger, gray, boason, brock (Cotgrave) -- but Badger itself is occupative (Chapter XIX).

The Romance of Names Ernest Weekley 1909

In this the doctor's soldier-servant Blaireau ( "Badger"), still a gunner on active service (partly, one fancies, from former touches, [257] by concealed good intention, partly from mere whim and from disgust at the drunken hectorings of General Henriot), refuses to turn his guns on the

A History of the French Novel, Vol. 2 To the Close of the 19th Century George Saintsbury 1889

Blaireau did not stir, and if he had not been born dumb, as his master said, he would have barked.

Mauprat George Sand 1840

We fell asleep while we were talking, with Blaireau at his master's feet, the hidalgo's sword across his knees near the dog, the light between us, my pistols ready to hand, my hunting-knife under my pillow, and the bolts shot.

Mauprat George Sand 1840

Marcasse, however, seemed to feel no fear; Blaireau had told him plainly that Patience was alive, and the footmarks of the little dog, freshly printed in the sand of the walk, showed the direction in which he had gone.

Mauprat George Sand 1840

"I understand," I said, "Blaireau is dead, and you cannot accustom yourself to the idea that you will never see him at your heels again."

Mauprat George Sand 1840

"What is the matter, Blaireau?" said Marcasse, stopping on the threshold and thrusting out the point of his sword, gloriously rusted by the blood of the rodent tribe.

Mauprat George Sand 1840

Blaireau had followed me; lying down by the hearth, he glanced at me from time to time with a dissatisfied air, as if to ask me the reason of such wretched lodging and such a poor fire.

Mauprat George Sand 1840

At the inn at Martigny, on our return journey, Blaireau, whose digestion had been impaired by age, fell a victim to the excess of hospitality shown him in the kitchen.

Mauprat George Sand 1840