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I have one very intricate, but handsome, like they make at home, Maman says. And one with beads. I took the idea from an Indian woman. I have some finished work, too." "I have done a little of that. Miladi, that is Madame Destournier, used to do embroidery. At first she had such a store of pretty things. But now they cost so much. Only there are always packs of furs to exchange."

The elder boy galloped up. "We've seen the monkeys. And one great big monkey looked like " "Allô, maman! Allô, papa! N's avons vu les singes mais des drôles! Il y en avait un qui " The children caught their father round the knees. Stooping, he put his arms about them, urging them toward their mother. They were to plead for him to be his advocates.

"I am not sure, citizen," replied petite maman. "At this hour he is generally at the government works in the Quai des Messageries." "He is not there now," asserted the sergeant. "We have knowledge that he did not go back to his work since dinner-time." Petite maman was silent. "Answer," ordered the sergeant. "I cannot tell you more, citizen sergeant," she said firmly. "I do not know."

"And Babiche wouldn't be gone from the house unless Maman were gone so they've gone to the House in the Woods to attend to the garden with " she frowned until she remembered "with Piqueur unless he is too old to help and now I will go " It was curious how his voice faltered, he looked tireder and more unhappy than in the days when Octavia had made a game of making him happy.

He seemed perfectly well then, only at the end, as she would see, he had said he was dreaming of Maman every night; and Mimo knew that this must mean he was a little feverish again, so he had felt it wiser to telegraph. Mirko had written out the score of the air which Maman always came and taught him, and he was longing to play it to his dear Papa and his Chérisette, the letter ended with.

Maman began to pout, and you know what her aspect and her face amount to at those moments. I fell from the clouds, and racked my brain to know what I had done. The thing is nothing a mere drop of water; but it's to give you an example of our manners. Ah, we are a jolly set of originals in our holy family. What a pity I can't put us into novels!

I came to Venice for you, darling," he said, as he rose and joined her on the balcony which commanded a fine stretch of the canal. "No, no! Go and dine with your prince. I'll go with maman Margaret and I. At least, Margaret must, of course, please herself!" She shrugged her shoulders, and then added, "Maman's probably in the pink of society here.

Then crowds of memories came to her: the rich pastures of the Mievre and the cows she had watched there; the flat route of Soulanges, where she had so often walked barefooted; and Maman Nini, who boxed her ears when she stole apples.

"Ciel!" she cried, "and I have been paying three francs a lesson for you, Mademoiselle, twice a week for the last six years!" "Mais, maman".... "Fi done, Mademoiselle! I am ashamed of you. Make a curtsey to Monsieur Philomène this moment, and beg his pardon; for you have spoiled his beautiful song!"

At that instant, Mashenka's maman appears in the doorway of the arbour. . . . She makes a face as though in alarm, and saying "sh-sh" to someone with her, vanishes like Mephistopheles through the trapdoor. Confused and enraged, I return to our villa. At home I find Varenka's maman embracing my maman with tears in her eyes. And my maman weeps and says: "I always hoped for it!"