femme

But Frou-frou is in no sense the true Femme Galante of her day.

But the real Femme Galante of to-day has been missed hitherto.

I hope the French will some day get a word for it, yet, instead of their dreadful 'femme.'

He died in 1820, at the town called Femme Osage, as you know.

She is a femme savante, though not of the odious blue-stocking variety.

I will say to her, 'Madame, there is an artiste who wishes to meet a femme du monde.'

He has known her such a little while, and he is conscious that she is not a femme facile.

I took the freedom to reply in the same lingo: Bienne, femme!

It was the corpse of Madame Sraphin, the notary's femme de charge.

The femme de chambre would have had her cheek at the keyhole, to catch what he might say.