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I, who have composed pieces for the keyboard which no one plays but which may well be the only ones which our posterity finds agreeable enough to play. I, well, I...I would go...but look here, sir, it's impossible. I WHO HAVE COMPOSED PIECES FOR THE KEYBOARD WHICH NO ONE PLAYS BUT WHICH MAY WELL BE THE ONLY ONES WHICH OUR POSTERITY FINDS AGREEABLE ENOUGH TO PLAY I WELL I I WOULD GO BUT LOOK HERE SIR IT'S IMPOSSIBLE
 himself down, stuck his face against the ground, and seemed to hold between his two hands the toe of a slipper. He was crying and sobbing the words, "Yes, my little queen. Yes, I do promise. I'll never have it in my life, never." Then he got up quickly and added in a serious and deliberate tone: HIM: Yes, you're right. I think that would be best. She's a good woman. Mr. Viellard says that she is so kind. And I know a little bit that she is. Nonetheless, to go humiliate oneself in front of an ugly bitch! To cry for pity at the feet of a miserable little actress who's always followed by the hissing from the theatre stalls! Me, Rameau, son of Mr. Rameau, apothecary of Dijon, a man of means, who's never bent his knee to anyone at all! Me, Rameau, nephew of the man who calls himself the Great Rameau, the man people see walking upright on the Palais Royal with his arms waving in the air, ever since Mr. Carmontelle made that drawing of him bent over with his hand under the tails of his coat.  THE PANTOMIME HE THREW HIMSELF DOWN STUCK HIS FACE AGAINST THE GROUND AND SEEMED TO HOLD BETWEEN HIS TWO HANDS THE TOE OF A SLIPPER HE WAS CRYING AND SOBBING THE WORDS YES MY LITTLE QUEEN YES I DO PROMISE I'LL NEVER HAVE IT IN MY LIFE NEVER THEN HE GOT UP QUICKLY AND ADDED IN A SERIOUS AND DELIBERATE TONE HIM YES YOU'RE RIGHT I THINK THAT WOULD BE BEST SHE'S A GOOD WOMAN MISTER VIELLARD SAYS THAT SHE IS SO KIND AND I KNOW A LITTLE BIT THAT SHE IS NONE THE LESS TO GO HUMILIATE ONESELF IN FRONT OF AN UGLY BITCH TO CRY FOR PITY AT THE FEET OF A MISERABLE LITTLE ACTRESS WHO'S ALWAYS FOLLOWED BY THE HISSING FROM THE THEATRE STALLS ME RAMEAU SON OF MISTER RAMEAU APOTHECARY OF DIJON A MAN OF MEANS WHO'S NEVER BENT HIS KNEE TO ANYONE AT ALL ME RAMEAU NEPHEW OF THE MAN WHO CALLS HIMSELF THE GREAT RAMEAU THE MAN PEOPLE SEE WALKING UPRIGHT ON THE PALAIS ROYAL WITH HIS ARMS WAVING IN THE AIR EVER SINCE MISTER CARMONTELLE MADE THAT DRAWING OF HIM BENT OVER WITH HIS HAND UNDER THE TAILS OF HIS COAT
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