By Katherine Pancol
Ce roman se passe à Paris.
Et pourtant on y croise des crocodiles.
Ce roman parle des hommes.
Et des femmes.
Celles que nous sommes, celles que nous voudrions être, celles que nous ne serons jamais, celles que nous deviendrons peut-être.
Ce roman est l'histoire d'un mensonge.
Mais aussi une histoire d'amours, d'amitiés, de trahisons, d'argent, de rêves.
Ce roman est plein de rires et de larmes.
Ce roman, c'est los angeles vie.
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She then bid me good evening and withdrew. I had not proceeded many steps on my way homewards when I perceived Mr Lawrence, on his pretty grey pony, coming up the rugged lane that crossed over the hill top. I went a little out of my way to speak to him; for we had not met for some time. ’ said he, after the first few words of greeting had passed between us. ’ ‘Humph! ’ He looked contemplatively at his horse’s mane, as if he had some serious cause of dissatisfaction with it, or something else. ‘Well!
E. the coat). ’ ‘Oh ho! — Well, well! , etc. Leaving him thus haranguing the people, more to their amusement than edification, I returned to the house, and having made some alteration in my toilet, hastened away to Wildfell Hall, with the book in my pocket; for it was destined for the shelves of Mrs Graham. ’— Not precisely, old buck; this was my first experiment in that line; and I was very anxious to see the result of it. We had met several times since the—Bay excursion, and I had found she was not averse to my company, provided I confined my conversation to the discussion of abstract matters, or topics of common interest;— the moment I touched upon the sentimental or the complimentary, or made the slightest approach to tenderness in word or look, I was not only punished by an immediate change in her manner at the time, but doomed to find her more cold and distant, if not entirely inaccessible, when next I sought her company.
My first pretext for invading the sanctum was to bring Arthur a little waddling puppy of which Sancho was the father, and which delighted the child beyond expression, and, consequently, could not fail to please his mamma. My second was to bring him a book, which, knowing his mother’s particularity, I had carefully selected, and which I submitted for her approbation before presenting it to him. Then, I brought her some plants for her garden, in my sister’s name—having previously persuaded Rose to send them.
Les Yeux Jaunes des Crocodiles by Katherine Pancol