In clear weather, on the Mediterranean shore, where formerly your name held elegant sway, the waves sometimes allow us to perceive beneath the mist of waters a sea-flower, one of Nature’s masterpieces...

France, and more especially Brittany, still has some few towns that stand entirely outside the social movement which gives a character to the nineteenth century. For lack of rapid and constant communi...

“What is the matter with you, my boy?” said Claude Vignon, stealing quietly in after him and taking his hand. “You are in love, you believe yourself scorned; but it is not so. In a few days the field ...

The week after this, when the marriage service had been celebrated at Saint-Thomas d’Aquin, at seven in the morning⁠—as was the custom in some families of the Faubourg Saint-Germain⁠—Calyste and Sabin...

A sort of fish. ↩ Buis, “whence” (says Balzac) “the word buisson,” shrub or bush. ↩ Balzac has hannetons, cockchafers. It was an old joke that soy was made of cockroaches. —⁠Translator ↩ Unripping a r...