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He wears the uniform of a Red Cross officer, and is associated with several of Madame Balli's oeuvres. A few days later Madame Balli took me to another hospital Hôpital Militaire Villemin where she gives a concert once a week.
Being the only embarrassed member of the party, I hastened to assure the girl that I had thought she was about eighteen and was astonished to hear that she had a child of any age. But twelve! She turned to me with a gentle and deprecatory smile. "I loved very young," she explained. Chaptal and Villemin are only two of Madame Balli's hospitals.
The prospect was unwelcome, yet she reluctantly agreed. "Perhaps Then in the morning " Law shook his head. "I can't loan you my horse, miss. I've got to stay right here." "But Balli's boy could bring him back." "I got to meet a man." "Here?" "Yes'm." "When will he come?" "He'd ought to be here at early dark to-morrow evening." Heedless of her dismay, he continued, "Yes'm, about sundown."
"But I can't stay here. I'll ride to Balli's and have your horse back by afternoon." "My man might come earlier than I expect," Mr. Law persisted. "Really, I can't see what difference it would make. It wouldn't interfere with your appointment to let me "
She added, hastily, "I'll send you a fresh one by Balli's boy in the morning." He looked up at her from under the brim of his hat. "D'you reckon you could find that goat-ranch by star-light, miss?" The woman was silent. "'Ain't you just about caught up on traveling, for one day?" he asked. "I reckon you need a good rest about as much as anybody I ever saw. You can have my blanket, you know."
On the twentieth of July Le Figaro devoted an article to Madame Balli's Réconfort du Soldat, and stated that it was distributing about six hundred packages a week to soldiers in hospitals and éclopé dépôts, and that during the month of January alone nine thousand six hundred packages were distributed both behind the lines and among the soldiers at the Front.
After I had distributed the usual little presents of cigarettes, chocolate, soap, and post-cards among the few still in bed, I sat on the outside of Madame Balli's mob and talked to one of the infirmières. She was a Frenchwoman married to an Irishman who was serving in the British navy, and her sons were in the trenches.
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