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That fate which seemed to deny him incessantly an opportunity to hear Belle-bouche's reply to his suit, had only inflamed his love. He uttered mournful sighs, and looked with melancholy pleasure at the thrushes who skipped nimbly through the boughs, and did their musical wooing under the great azure canopy.
At all events, Belle-bouche played with her lace cuff, and her countenance wore nothing more than its habitual faint smile. Jacques heaved a sigh, and said he believed he ought to go. The Doctor rose, and pressing Belle-bouche's hand, kindly took his leave followed by Jacques, who cast a last longing, lingering look behind. As for Sir Asinus, we regret to speak of him.
Decidedly you possess the gettatura that faculty called the Evil Eye." The step ascended. "Who is it whose heavy step can that be?" said Sir Asinus, rising; "it is not Randolph: it might be yours coming from Belle-bouche's " Sir Asinus caught sight of a large cocked hat rising from beneath, followed by a substantial person. "O Heaven!" he cried, "it's Doctor Small! The door the door!"
sang the voice of Sir Asinus, entering from the garden; and our unfortunate friend Jacques had just time to drop Belle-bouche's hand, when Sir Asinus entered. "You're a pretty fellow!" said that worthy, "to frighten me, and make me believe you were the Well; let us keep up appearances before the ladies. How goes it, my dear Jacques?"
The reason was, that Jacques was in love: we state the fact, though it has probably appeared before. Belle-bouche's voice was like liquid moonlight and melodious flowers. Its melting involutions and expiring cadences unwound themselves and floated from her lips like satin ribbon gradually drawn out.
The shepherds were as usual very ridiculous, and I had no opportunity to whisper so much as a single word into my dear Belle-bouche's ear. Ah! how lovely she looked! By heaven, I'll go to-morrow and request her to designate some form of death for me to die all for her sake!" With which words the forlorn Jacques gazed languidly through the window.
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