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g there--no body cared a button for me or my remarks; so I sat me down upon a bench by the door, philosophating upon my condition: by a better fate than usually attends me, I had not waited half an hour, when the mistress came in to take the papilliotes from off her hair, before she went to the May-poles-- The French women, by the bye, love May-poles, a la folie--that is, as much as their matins--give 'em but a May-pole, whether in May, June, July or September--they never count the times--down it goes--'tis meat, drink, washing, and lodging to 'em--and had we but the policy, an' please your worships (as wood is a little scarce in France), to send them but plenty of May-poles-- The women would set them up; and when they had done, they would dance round them (and the men for company) till they were all blind. The wife of the chaise-vamper stepp'd in, I told you, to take the papilliotes from off her hair--the toilet stands still for no man--so she jerk'd off her cap, to begin with them as she open'd the door, in doing which, one of them fell upon the ground--I instantly saw it was my own writing-- O Seigneur! cried I--you have got all my remarks upon your head, Madam!--J'en suis bien mortifiee, said she--'tis well, thinks I, they have stuck there--for could they have gone deeper, they would have made such confusion in a French woman's noddle--She had better have gone with it unfrizled, to the day of eternity. Tenez--said she--so without any idea of the nature of my suffering, she took them from her curls, and put them gravely one by one into my hat--one was twisted this way--another twisted that--ey! by my faith; and when they are published, quoth I,-- They will be worse twisted still. Chapter 4.XX. And now for Lippius's clock! said I, with the air of a man, who had got thro' all his difficulties--nothing can prevent us seeing that, and the Chinese history, &c. except the time, said Francois--for 'tis almost eleven--then we must speed the faster, said I, striding it away to the cathedral. I cannot say, in my heart, that it gave me any concern in being told by one of the minor canons, as I was entering the west door,--That Lippius's great clock was all out of joints, and had not gone for some years--It will give me the more time, thought I, to peruse the Chinese history; and besides I shall be able to give the world a better account of the clock in its decay, than I could have done in its flourishing
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