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Instead of her skilful maid Alphonsine, a clumsy Swabian girl accompanied her the former had married Cassian. Barbara heard nothing of all these things; her recovery was slow, and every source of anxiety was kept from her.
"'You get off dis platform, quick! Alphonsine she's say. "'Give me my sturgeon, he's say. "'Dat's a lie it hain't your sturgeon. It's my sturgeon, she's yell. "'I'll learn you one lesson 'bout dat, he's say. "Well, M'sieu, Alphonsine she's pull back de fish just when Old Man Savarin is make one grab.
I'll not be scoop none. Dat's make me more angry. I'll look up where Alphonsine is, an' I'll talk to myself: "'Dat's my fader's platform, I'll be say. 'Dat's my fader's fish what you catch, Alphonsine. You hain't nev' be my cousin no more.
Their name on the French coast is lanets; they are netted bags on a circular wooden frame, at the end of a long pole. Alphonsine, still smiling, was happy to lend them. Then she helped the two ladies to make an impromptu change of toilet, so as not to spoil their dresses. She offered them skirts, coarse worsted stockings and hemp shoes.
So dere Alphonsine she's scoop, scoop for breakfas'. "What you tink I'll see some more? I'll see Old Man Savarin. He's watchin' from de corner of de cedar bush, an' I'll know ver' good what he's watch for. He's watch for catch my fader go on his own platform. He's want for learn my fader anoder lesson. Saprie! dat's make me ver' angry, M'sieu! "Alphonsine she's scoop, scoop plenty fish.
Instead of her skilful maid Alphonsine, a clumsy Swabian girl accompanied her the former had married Cassian. Barbara heard nothing of all these things; her recovery was slow, and every source of anxiety was kept from her.
I'll pay de two dollare, he's say when his head come up some more. "'Ver' well, den, Alphonsine she's say; 'I'll be willin' for save you, me. But you hain't scooped by me. You's in Marie's net. I'll only come for help Marie. You's her sturgeon; an' Alphonsine she's laugh an' laugh. "'I didn't lose no sturgeon for Marie, he's say. "'No, eh?" I'll say mysef. 'But you's steal my fader's platform.
Alphonsine called the gown a 'legend, but a celebrated painter who had lately seen it said it was an 'Indian twilight, which might mean anything, as Paul Griggs explained, because there is no twilight to speak of in India.
"'Never dat's robbery, he's say, an' he's begin to cry like ver' li'll baby. "'Pull him hup, Marie, an' give him some more, Alphonsine she's say. "But de old rascal is so scare 'bout dat, dat he's say he's pay right off. So we's pull him up near to de platform, only we hain't big 'nuff fool for let him out of de net till he's take out his purse an' pay de twelve dollare. "Monjee, M'sieu!
"Here we are," he said, seizing a bell hanging on a jangling wire, and the green door in the crumbling wall opened, and I saw an undersized woman I saw Alphonsine! And her portrait, a life-sized caricature drawn by Octave, faced me from the white-washed wall of the hen-coop. He had drawn her two cats purring about her legs, and had written under it, "Ils viennent apres le mou."
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