Enfin...,je rapporte une grappe de rasin...c'est toujours ça...

The Latest Paris Butcher's Shop

I pursue a human form beneath the vaporous edge

Manfred and Astarte

Lionesses

The European Game to Catch the Brass Ring

Mister, what is the best troup in Paris, please?

"Ah! Sir... you shouldn't laugh at him like that..."

Visits

My little house, my mother ate it. My brother Zidor gambled away my hair, my shawls, my rings ... and all. And my late father drank the rest., p. 93

The Garden of the Tuileries

Three or four wretched pints : that changes the look of things!

The First Piece at a Café Concert...