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Beloiseau, I'm the mother of Geoffry Chester. You know him, I believe?" "Oh, is that possible? He is my esteem' frien', madame. Will you" he began to dust a lone chair. "No, thank you; I came to find Geoffry's quarters. I left the hotel with my memorandum, but must have dropped it. I remember only Bienville Street." "He's not there any mo'. Sinze only two day' he's move'. Mrs.
They are no Creole brick it is make with, that old house." Chester began to speak approvingly of the wide balconies running unbrokenly around its four sides at both upper stories, but Beloiseau shook his head: "They don't billong to the firz' building of that house, else they might have been Spanish, like here on the Cabildo and that old Café Veau-qui-tête.
"First, the shop of Seraphine Alexandre, embroideries; then of Scipion Beloiseau, ornamental ironwork, opposite Mme. Seraphine and next below Ducatel Ducatel, alas, he don't count; and third, of Placide La Porte, perfumeries, next to Beloiseau. That's all." "Not the watchmaker on the square above?"
"Biccause," he said, "'tis all in a pigture, war pigture, on a New York Sunday paper, and of co'se we coul'n' stop under street lamp for that; and with yo' permission" to Mme. Castanado "we'll show that firz' of all to Scipion." Beloiseau put on glasses and looked. "'General Joffre " he began to read. "No, no! not that! This one, where you know the général only by the back of his head."
She's handsome, but in a way easily overlooked; a way altogether apart from the charms of color and texture, I judge, or of any play of feeling; not floral, not startling, not exquisite; but statuesque, almost heavily so, and replete with the virtues of character." "Well," said Beloiseau, putting away the picture, "sixteen year' she rimain' rent' to mesdames that way, and come to look lag that.
Yet a disappointed silence followed, presently broken by the perfumer: "All the same, what is the matter to make it a pamphlet?" Beloiseau objected: "No, then you compete aggains' those magazine'. But if you permit one of those magazine' to buy it you get the advantage of all the picture' in the whole magazine."
"Then to-morrow we'll come hear ab-out it," Beloiseau said, "and tell ab-out the movie. Mme. De l'Isle she's also got fine news, what she cann' tell biffo' biccause" he waved to Mme. De l'Isle to say why, but her husband spoke for her.
I think, Beloiseau, while all your maybe's may be right the thing that explains mademoiselle's whole situation is that she's never seen a man worthy to touch a hem of her robe; and the only argument a lover can lay at her feet is that she never will." "And you'll lay that, negs time?" "Not till that manuscript business is settled, don't you see? Come, you must go to bed."
Alexandre. Mlle. Yvonne and M. Dubroca, M. Castanado, and Mme. De l'Isle. Then in the rear car his alarmed eye picked out Beloiseau and Mlle. Corinne, with Cupid between them; Mmes. Dubroca and Castanado, especially the latter; and then, oh, then! Behind the smaller woman a vacant seat and behind the vaster one Aline Chapdelaine. "You've heard?" cried M. De Elsie, slowing to the curb.
A single step away, in the door of the iron-worker's shop, Beloiseau, too quick for Chester, at whose elbow he stood, replied: "Tis gone better! Tis gone to the editor of the greatez' magazine of the worl'!" "Bravo! Sinze how long?" "A week," Chester said. "Hah! and his rip-ly?" "Hasn't come yet." "Ah, look out, now! Look out he don' steal that!
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