Bonville

Bréville, they are all from Paris; and yet I'll wager that no larder in the village is better stocked than Monsieur le Curé's, for every housewife vies with her neighbour in ready-cooked donations since the young man from Bonville was accepted.

A Village of Vagabonds

Now and then she squinted over her fat jowls veined with purple, plying her mate with short, savage questions, for he had sold cattle that day at the market at Bonville.

A Village of Vagabonds

The reason is that no good Suzette can be found to replace the one whom he married to a young farmer from Bonville.

A Village of Vagabonds

"My Lady of Bonville," said the young duke, laying his hand on her arm,

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Lady of Bonville, perchance somewhat moves him to forget the day when

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The Lady of Bonville eyed him for some moments with an unutterable expression of melancholy and tenderness.

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Bonville had been the earl's favourite sister; he wrote to her at the convent to which she had retired, praying her affectionately to come to

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Lady Bonville, for her visit to the court had expired.

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As the Lady of Bonville swept by these gentlemen, their murmur of respectful homage, their profound salutation, and unbonneted heads, contrasted forcibly with the slight and grave, if not scornful, obeisance they had just rendered to one of the queen's sisters, who had passed a moment before in the same direction.

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"My child, thou art entangling thy skein," said the lady of Bonville, as she passed one of the maidens, towards the casement, which she opened, -- "the air to-day weighs heavily!"

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