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"I am surprised at you, Blanche, seeming to be au fait in the matter, and keeping it secret; but I forget, you thought it best they should fly." "Yes, it was for the best, Miss Vernon, and the small white mouse can keep dark when she chooses; the tongues of the other women were bought," she said cunningly. "Yes, tied by a gold bit. Sir Tilton, you are tied to a born detective, said Vaura.
"Oh, sir, I beg your pardon, but you have put me down Mademoiselle, and and you see, sir, I have my little girl." "A c'est egal, mam'selle, they don't mind these things in France au plaisir de vous voir. Adieu." "They don't mind these things in France," said I to myself, repeating the old consul's phrase, which I could not help feeling as a whole chapter on his nation.
"Then we shall see quite a lot of each other," went on Chris. "That will be great fun just like old times. Oh, must I really go? I don't want to at all, and nothing will make me sorry that I came." She threw a gay smile at her fiancé, and withdrew her hand to give it to the friend of her childhood. "Au revoir, preux chevalier! You will come to my birthday party? Promise!"
The first set of presents were big brocade bags, and we called one our "pot au feu" and pretended it was for the ingredients to make bon ménage, and so all the presents that were small enough afterwards we put in there to keep for me. I did have lots! A cotillon is very easy, Mamma, as you have often told me, and it was fun dancing with all sorts of strange people that one did not even know.
Diva popped out of the stationer's at this moment. "Sold out," she announced. "Everybody wanted time-tables this morning. Evie got the last. Have to go to the station." "I'll walk with you, Diva, dear," said Miss Mapp. "There's a parcel that Good-bye, dear Evie, au reservoir." She kissed her hand to Mrs. Bartlett, leaving a smile behind it, as it fluttered away from her face, for the Padre.
Toward noon Cambaceres arrived. As a general thing Bonaparte devoted half an hour to his chancellor; then suddenly, without warning, he would rise and say: "Au revoir, Josephine! au revoir, Hortense! Come, Bourrienne, let us go to work." This speech, which recurred almost regularly in the same words, was no sooner uttered than Bonaparte left the salon and returned to his study.
He spoke not. He was, in a very deep sense, upset. She spent the evening in her room. "Good-bye," she said the next morning, most amiably. It was after breakfast. She was hatted, gloved and sunshaded. "What?" he exclaimed. "Au revoir," she said. "All my things are packed up. I shall send for them. I think I can go back to the school. If I can't, I shall go to mother in Canada.
Berenice's 'souffle au fromage' is something delicious! Let Monsieur le Superieur come in." M. Violette took his departure, displeased at his useless visit and irritated against Uncle Isidore, who had been hardly civil. "That man is a perfect egotist," thought he, sadly; "and that girl has him in her clutches. My poor Amedee will have nothing from him."
It developed during last night, together with an inflamed throat and other addenda. The slightest excitement would impede my recovery. Au revoir in a rational matter tomorrow. Yours, I must think it really fortunate that you this time cultivate a few other acquaintances, and that I may therefore disappear for a short time without attracting too much attention.
Le Chargé d'Affaires en France au Ministre des Affaires Etrangères. Paris, le 13/26 Juillet 1914.
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