Nasie

After all, I might have spent the thousand francs on physic; I would far rather give them to my little Nasie, who can charm all the pain away.

Father Goriot 2003

“Poor Nasie!” said Mme. de Nucingen, drawing her sister to a chair.

Father Goriot 2003

“Nasie,” cried Delphine, flinging her arms round her sister, “my little Nasie, let us forget and forgive.”

Father Goriot 2003

Since that affair of the diamonds, Nasie has not had a penny of her own.

Father Goriot 2003

The banknote for a thousand francs is under my pillow; it warms me to have it lying there under my head, for it is going to make my poor Nasie happy.

Father Goriot 2003

“You have killed our father, Nasie!” said Delphine, pointing to Goriot, who lay unconscious on the bed.

Father Goriot 2003

My Nasie shall have one happy evening, at any rate.

Father Goriot 2003

To-morrow Nasie will come and hold me in her arms as if I were one of her children; her kisses will make me well again.

Father Goriot 2003

Nasie! come, be sensible; you are both in the wrong.

Father Goriot 2003

But I am not feeling at all well, Nasie, so you must not remember it against me.

Father Goriot 2003