Valéry

But on Tuesday someone named Valery Kaurov—in Moscow—suddenly proclaimed himself the president of Novorossiya.

Half of the nobles of Normandy lie dead, half the army that filled the mighty fleet that sailed from St. Valery have fallen.

No; she always habs it in her own room since Miss Valery died.

Wulf then fell back to Beorn's side, and half an hour later the shipwrecked party entered the gates of St. Valery.

In a madder-crimson Valery pot are Lent lilies—and the same in a peacock-blue fellow of a pinched and selfish shape.

St. Valery-en-Caux has a beach made up of both sand and shingle, the upper portion of the bathing-ground being exceedingly stony.