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Willing enough, was she, to go to Lady Verner's; indeed the proposed visit appeared to be exceedingly palatable to her; but she was not willing to go without Mademoiselle Benoite.

"You would have found Frederick Massingbird a less indulgent husband to you than I have been," he firmly said. "But these remarks are profitless, and will add to the comfort of neither you nor me. Sibylla, I shall send, in your name, to pay this bill of Mrs. Duff's. Will you give it me?" "I dare say Benoite can find it, if you choose to ask her."

"One, two, three, four," counted Mademoiselle Benoite, with French caution, lest he should have dropped any by the way. "You go outside now, Dan, and I bring you something from my pocket for your trouble." Dan returned outside accordingly, and stood gazing at the laundry windows, which were lighted up.

"You think something is going to happen?" "As my daughter Benoite says, on one occasion there was a hurricane. To-morrow the sun may rise, or there may be a cloud in the sky." "Nay, but " said sister Benoite. "Nay, but," said the abbess, smiling, "I will have nothing said which shall make Euphrosyne look upon my guest as a sorceress, or as the instrument of any evil one.

"You know not what silk-paper is!" angrily returned Mademoiselle Benoite. "Quelle ignorance!" she apostrophised, not caring whether she was understood or not. "Ellé ne connait pas ce que c'est, papier-de-soie! I must have it, and a great deal of it, do you hear? It is as common as anything silk-paper." "Things common in France mayn't be common with us," retorted Mrs. Tynn. "What is it for?"

Old Bourriette's restored eyesight, little Bouhohort's resuscitation in the icy water, the deaf recovering their hearing, the lame suddenly enabled to walk, and so many other cases, Blaise Maumus, Bernade Soubies,* Auguste Bordes, Blaisette Soupenne, Benoite Cazeaux, in turn cured of the most dreadful ailments, became the subject of endless conversations, and fanned the illusions of all those who suffered either in their hearts or their flesh.

I came home and cried; and Benoite found me lying upon the sofa; and when I told her what it was, she said the best plan was, not to mind, to meet it with a laugh, instead of tears " "Sibylla!" he interposed in a tone of pain. "You surely did not make a confidante of Benoite!" "Of course I did," she answered, looking as if surprised at his question, his tone. "Why not?

"I like to see you dare to put a finger on one of these things!" returned Mademoiselle Benoite. "You can confine your services to sewing, and to waiting upon me; but not you dare to interfere with my lady's toilette. Tiens, I am capable, I hope! I'd give up the best service to-morrow where I had not sole power!

She stood now on the opposite side of the room to Tynn, humbly waiting Mademoiselle Benoite's imperious commands. "Where on earth will you stow 'em away?" cried Tynn, in her wonder. "You'll want a length of rooms to do it in." "Where I stow 'em away!" retorted Mademoiselle Benoite, in her fluent speech, but broken English. "I stow 'em where I please. Par example! The château is grand enough."

It was drogue, I say; medicine. There!" "Well, I'm sure!" resentfully returned the housekeeper. "Now, I happened to make that coffee myself this morning Tynn, he's particular in his coffee, he is and I put in " "I not care if you put in the whole canastre," vehemently interrupted Mademoiselle Benoite. "You English know not to make coffee.