Translations for March in French
Here are paragraphs from public domain books translated:
| This is how these details came to my knowledge. On the 12th of March, 1847, I saw in the Rue Lafitte a great yellow placard announcing a sale of furniture and curiosities. The sale was to take place on account of the death of the owner. The owner’s name was not mentioned, but the sale was to be held at 9, Rue d’Antin, on the 16th, from 12 to 5. The placard further announced that the rooms and furniture could be seen on the 13th and 14th. | Or, voici comment ces détails sont parvenus à ma connaissance.—Le 12 du mois de mars 1847, je lus, dans la rue Laffitte, une grande affiche jaune annonçant une vente de meubles et de riches objets de curiosité. Cette vente avait lieu après décès. L'affiche ne nommait pas la personne morte, mais la vente devait se faire rue d'Antin, nº 9, le 16, de midi à cinq heures. L'affiche portait en outre que l'on pourrait, le 13 et le 14, visiter l'appartement et les meubles. |
| The Lady with the Camellias, by Alexandre Dumas son | La Dame aux Camélias, de Alexandre Dumas fils |
| The Hatter shook his head mournfully. “Not I!” he replied. “We quarrelled last March—just before he went mad, you know—” (pointing with his tea spoon at the March Hare,) “—it was at the great concert given by the Queen of Hearts, and I had to sing | Le Chapelier secoua tristement la tête. “Hélas! non,” répondit-il, “nous nous sommes querellés au mois de mars dernier, un peu avant qu’il devînt fou.” (Il montrait le Lièvre du bout de sa cuiller.) C’était à un grand concert donné par la Reine de Cœur, et j’eus à chanter: |
| Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, by Lewis Carroll | Aventures d’Alice au Pays des Merveilles, par Lewis Carroll |
| One night—it was on the 20th of March, 1888—I was returning from a journey to a patient (for I had now returned to civil practice), when my way led me through Baker Street. As I passed the well-remembered door, which must always be associated in my mind with my wooing, and with the dark incidents of the Study in Scarlet, I was seized with a keen desire to see Holmes again, and to know how he was employing his extraordinary powers. His rooms were brilliantly lit, and, even as I looked up, I saw his tall, spare figure pass twice in a dark silhouette against the blind. He was pacing the room swiftly, eagerly, with his head sunk upon his chest and his hands clasped behind him. To me, who knew his every mood and habit, his attitude and manner told their own story. He was at work again. He had arisen out of his drug-created dreams, and was hot upon the scent of some new problem. I rang the bell, and was shown up to the chamber which had formerly been in part my own. | Un soir, je me rappelle que c’était le 20 mars 1888, je revenais de voir un malade (car je m’étais consacré à la clientèle civile) et je longeais précisément la Baker street. En passant devant la porte bien connue, inséparable pour moi du souvenir de mes fiançailles et des sombres incidents de l’Étude de rouge, je fus saisi du désir irrésistible de revoir Sherlock Holmes et de savoir à quoi il employait ses extraordinaires facultés. Son appartement était très éclairé et en levant la tête j’aperçus, à travers le store, sa longue et mince silhouette allant et venant dans la pièce. Il marchait rapidement, la tête penchée sur la poitrine, les mains derrière le dos. Pour moi qui le connaissais à fond il n’y avait aucun doute ; il était en plein travail ; il s’était arraché à ses rêves et cherchait à résoudre quelque nouveau problème. Je sonnais et je fus introduit dans ce salon qui avait été aussi le mien autrefois. |
| The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, by Arthur Conan Doyle | Les Aventures de Sherlock Holmes, de Arthur Conan Doyle |
| "The latter arrived on March 10, 1883. His death was seven weeks later, upon the night of May 2d." | — La lettre arriva le 10 mars 1883 ; sa mort eut lieu sept semaines après dans la nuit du 2 mai. |
| The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, by Arthur Conan Doyle | Les Aventures de Sherlock Holmes, de Arthur Conan Doyle |
| "One day—it was in March, 1883—a letter with a foreign stamp lay upon the table in front of the Colonel's plate. It was not a common thing for him to receive letters, for his bills were all paid in ready money, and he had no friends of any sort. 'From India!' said he, as he took it up, 'Pondicherry postmark! What can this be?' Opening it hurriedly, out there jumped five little dried orange pips, which pattered down upon his plate. I began to laugh at this, but the laugh was struck from my lips at the sight of his face. His lip had fallen, his eyes were protruding, his skin the color of putty, and he glared at the envelope which he still held in his trembling hand. 'K. K. K.!' he shrieked, and then, 'My God, my God, my sins have overtaken me!' | Un jour, en mars 83, je vis sur la table de la salle à manger et devant l’assiette du colonel une lettre timbrée de l’étranger. C’était chose peu commune pour lui que de recevoir des lettres car il payait comptant ses factures et n’avait pas d’amis. — Des Indes, dit-il, en prenant la lettre, et de Pondichéry ! Qu’est-ce que cela peut être ? Il l’ouvrit à la hâte : cinq pépins d’orange s’en échappèrent et tombèrent sur son assiette. Je me mis à rire, mais je m’arrêtai court en voyant l’expression de sa figure : ses lèvres s’étaient serrées, ses yeux étaient devenus hagards, sa peau avait pris une teinte de mastic. Il regardait l’enveloppe et sa main était toute tremblante. « K.K.K., s’écria-t-il, mon Dieu ! j’expie mes fautes. » |
| The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, by Arthur Conan Doyle | Les Aventures de Sherlock Holmes, de Arthur Conan Doyle |