Adventures of
The Adventures of François Foundling, Thief, Juggler, and Fencing-Master during the French Revolution
作者：Mitchell, S. Weir (Silas Weir), 1829-1914
体例：题 章数：35
字数：342,385 来源：Project Gutenberg
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章节目录
共 35 题- By
- LL.D. Harvard and Edinburgh
- THE DE VINNE PRESS.
- Wherein is told how Francois saved a man's neck and learned to juggle
- How Pierre became a Jacobin and how a nation became insane
- Citizen Amar, meeting the marquis, is unlucky and vindictive
- Wherein is told how Francois baits a crab-trap with the man of the wart
- Wherein is some further account of Francois and of those who helped him
- The Nets were Hung over Francois's Shoulders . . . . . . _Frontispiece_
- Francois and Toto in the Luxembourg
- Pierre taught Francois to Juggle with Balls
- He Paid in Advance the Customary Denier a Dieu
- And so a Dog is Sent to Fetch the Safeguard the People Provide
- He Staggered to Left, to Right, and at last Tumbled in a Heap
- He Held his Way along the Highroad
- The Wanderer Tapped on the Pane
- He Saw a White Face on the Pillow
- Quatre Pattes
- Amar Considered this Novel Specimen of Humanity
- He Pulled the Bell at No. 33 Bis
- Francois replied: "Thou hast had a fit."
- Ste. Luce smiled. "Suppose we begin with you?"
- Francois had a high opinion of himself. He said: "Perhaps. What next?"
- The marquis turned to her. "Stay here. I go to receive our guests."
- The marquis cried aloud, "Halt, there!"
- Pierre screamed out his orders: "Go--go--all of you. I order--go!"
- The marquis turned. "Why did not you kill him when you had the chance?"
- Francois, surprised, went on: "Can I help thee?"
- Francois took it seriously. "I beg of you, monsieur--"
- Francois did not stir. "When thou hast done we can talk."
- She looked eagerly over the papers. "Yes, yes."
- Gregoire said: "I have paid for it. Give it to me--give it to me!"
- An hour later he started up. "By Heaven, they are at the trap!"
- Francois cried out: "Room, citizens, room!"
- An old woman shook her fist at him, yelling furiously: "Cursed Jacobin!"