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But if that manuscript will join well with those other two or three, or four, if we find so many or if it will rather disjoint them 'tis that we must decide; is it not, M. De l'Isle?" "Yes, and tha'z easy. That story is going to assimilate those other' to a perfegtion! For several reason'. Firz', like those other', 'tis not figtion; 'tis true.
"Biccause," he said, "'tis all in a pigture, war pigture, on a New York Sunday paper, and of co'se we coul'n' stop under street lamp for that; and with yo' permission" to Mme. Castanado "we'll show that firz' of all to Scipion." Beloiseau put on glasses and looked. "'General Joffre " he began to read. "No, no! not that! This one, where you know the général only by the back of his head."
I goin' fedge 'im. H-ondly you go h-open you' owze." Madame Delphine looked down, twining her handkerchief among her fingers. He repeated his proposition. "You will come firz by you'se'f?" she asked. "Iv you wand." She lifted up once more her eye of faith. That was her answer. "Come," he said, gently, "I wan' sen' some bird ad you' lill' gal."
I goin' fedge 'im. H-ondly you go h-open you' owze." Madame Delphine looked down, twining her handkerchief among her fingers. He repeated his proposition. "You will come firz by you'se'f?" she asked. "Iv you wand." She lifted up once more her eye of faith. That was her answer. "Come," he said, gently, "I wan' sen' some bird ad you' lill' gal."
And when she cry, and he talk' with her and say don' cry, he can make a cem-ent juz' at her own house to mend that to a perfegtion, he was astonizh' at her voice as much as her face. And when he ask her name and she tell him, her firz' name, and say tha'z the name of her grand'-mère, he's am-aze'! But when he see her mother meeting them he's not surprise', he's juz' lightning-struck.
All we want and we coul'n' make ourselv' the courage to ask you that, only we've save' you so large egspenses not asking you that already sinze twenty-thirty year' aggo we want you to put us in orphan asylum. We was af-raid at firz' he's goin' to be mad; but he smile very kine and say: 'Yes, yes; you want, like the good Lord say, to biccome like li'l' children, eh?
And she say she's sin'. And yet same time while she h-ask' mademoiselle to pray the good God and the mother of God to forgive that sin, she h-ask her to pray also that they'll make De l'Isle to love her. "Biccause, she say, 'tis those unfortunate rosebud' of sentimental plaisanterie he give her what firz' make her to love him.
And by reason that she's kep' that from her mother sinze the firz', she say tell not Mme. Alexandre but Mme. Castanado, even when mademoiselle say if Mme. Castanado then also monsieur; biccause madame she'll certainly make that condition, and biccause monsieur he can assist her to commenze that whole businezz over, French way.
M. De l'Isle shook his head and then a stiff finger: "I tell you! They are sicretly inquiring Thorndyke-Smith lit'ry magnet to fine out if we are truz'-worthy! And tha'z the miztake we did -not sen'ing the photograph of Mlle. Aline ad the biggening. But tha'z not yet too late; we can wire them from firz' drug-store, 'Suspen' judgment! Portrait of authorezz coming!"
But a sharp glance from Mélanie checked him. "Such great news as we have receive'! Our son is bethroath'! to a good, dizcreet, beautiful French girl; which he foun', in a cellar at Rheims!" When a drum-fire of questions fell on him he grew reticent and answered quietly: "We have only that by firz' letter. Full particular' pretty soon, perchanze to-morrow."
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