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"Certainement, certainement, all I want is my l'argent," said Penoyer. The money was paid, the receipt given, and then, as Penoyer hesitated a moment, Ashmore said, "Are you waiting to be helped out, sir?" "No, monsieur, si vous plait, I have tree letters from madam, which will give you one grande satisfaction to read."
The parlor was now rapidly filling, and I was in great danger of being thrust into the corner, where I could see nothing, when Aunt Eunice very benevolently drew me near her, saying I should see if no one else did. At last Mr. Ashmore and Carrie came. Anna can tell you exactly what she wore, but I cannot.
When he fulminated against fashionable society he always spoke of its "trend"; and to Mrs. Archer it was terrifying and yet fascinating to feel herself part of a community that was trending. "There's no doubt that Dr. Ashmore is right: there IS a marked trend," she said, as if it were something visible and measurable, like a crack in a house.
We were soon there, and for a long time we sat watching the shadows as they came and went upon the bright green grass, and listening to the music of the brook, which seemed to me to sing more sadly than it was wont to do. Suddenly our ears were arrested by the sound of voices, which we knew belonged to Mr. Ashmore and Carrie.
"Quite likely," returned Agnes; "Carrie is a sad flirt, but I think, at least, that she should not interfere with other people's rights." Here my eye followed hers to Emma, who, I thought, was looking a little paler. Just then Carrie and Ashmore came in, and the latter throwing himself upon the sofa by the side of Emma, took her hand caressingly, saying, "How are you to-night, my dear?"
'Well, you can move there to-morrow if you like. 'Perhaps I had better wait till I have done my work. 'Very good; but you won't work there, you know. My father will sit to you in his own apartments. 'Oh, it isn't that; it's the fear of running away, like that gentleman three days ago. 'Three days ago? What gentleman? Mr. Ashmore asked.
You see India's a strange country there's an element of the mysterious: the air is full of things you can't explain. They passed out of the dining-room, and Colonel Capadose, who went among the first, was separated from Lyon; but a minute later, before they reached the drawing-room, he joined him again. 'Ashmore tells me who you are.
"It give me one grand plaisir; so now you will please settle von leetle bill I have against her;" at the same time he drew from his pocket a sheet of half-worn paper. Carrie, who was leaning heavily against Mr. Ashmore instantly sprang forward and endeavored to snatch the paper, saying half-imploringly, "Don't, Penoyer, you know my father will pay it." But Penoyer passed it to Mr.
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