It is at once confining and infinitely sinuous, so at Biennale-time it abounds with situations I call bonjour, Monsieur Courbet!
“Good afternoon, or as John Kerry would say, bonjour,” quipped that genius, Tom DeLay.
If you attempt to claim a lunch special during dinner, bonjour awkward!
"bonjour, Madame," in far-away tones from the aged husband, too feeble to move alone.
"bonjour, Mademoiselle," we replied; and looked round for the shop-keeper.
He smoothed his glossy black feathers, and said several times, "bonjour, madame!"
"bonjour, Monsieur," she said in her fluent anglicized French.
And those other well-groomed heads raised and nodding at my passage—“bonjour.”
Then, returning to the path, shakes hands with her, says “bonjour!”
bonjour, my aunt; I embrace you, my amiable Pauline; your servitor, my charming Perrette.