The notary's nose;

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brought you good luck, as I said I would.
Well, my prince, I know an old chap, from
near Brion, who's different every way from
me. He brings bad luck to folks as he
carries. Just as many as he puts into the
field, just so many gets done-up. G'lang
old gal! Let's go to glory! the horses
on the Carrousel can't make out as they're
cousins of yours to-day! "
These rather cruel witticisms could not
cheer up the three Turks. The cabman
amused nobody but himself.
In a carriage infinitely better in its appointments and horses, the notary bewailed
himself before his friends.
"It's all up with me," he said; "I'm
about as good as a dead man; there's
nothing left for me to do but blow my
brains out. It will not do for me to go.
into society any more; nor to the opera,
nor to any of the theatres. You would
not have me display to the eyes of the uni