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Nana. The Miller’s Daughter. Captain Burle. Death of Olivier Becaille

CHAPTER V
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Bosc, having dipped his beard in the champagne, had taken it off, and under his venerable disguise the drunkard had suddenly reappeared.

His was the haggard, empurpled face of the old actor who has taken to drink.

At the foot of the stairs he was heard remarking to Fontan in his boozy voice: "I pulverized him, eh ?" He was alluding to the prince.
In Nana's dressing room none now remained save His Highness, the count and the marquis.

Bordenave had withdrawn with Barillot, whom he advised not to knock without first letting Madame know.
"You will excuse me, gentlemen ?" asked Nana, again setting to work to make up her arms and face, of which she was now particularly careful, owing to her nude appearance in the third act.
The prince seated himself by the Marquis de Chouard on the divan, and Count Muffat alone remained standing.

In that suffocating heat the two glasses of champagne they had drunk had increased their intoxication.
Satin, when she saw the gentlemen thus closeting themselves with her friend, had deemed it discreet to vanish behind the curtain, where she sat waiting on a trunk, much annoyed at being compelled to remain motionless, while Mme Jules came and went quietly without word or look.
"You sang your numbers marvelously," said the prince.
And with that they began a conversation, but their sentences were short and their pauses frequent.


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