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"And so the child is a mere fancy of the Corporal's?" said Mr. The Englishman, in a gruffly disparaging tone of voice. "Eh, well!" returned Madame Bouclet, with a pleading shrug: "one must love something. Human nature is weak."
But Madame Bouclet looking in apologetically one morning to remark, that, O Heaven! she was in a state of desolation because the lamp-maker had not sent home that lamp confided to him to repair, but that truly he was a lamp-maker against whom the whole world shrieked out, Mr. The Englishman seized the occasion. "Madame, that baby " "Pardon, monsieur. That lamp." "No, no, that little girl."
"And the Corporal," pursued Madame Bouclet, "being billeted at the barber's, where he will probably remain a long time, for he is attached to the General, and finding the poor unowned child in need of being loved, and finding himself in need of loving, why, there you have it all, you see!" Mr.
The Englishman. That worthy happening to be looking out of window at the moment, Madame Bouclet gave him a graceful salutation with her head, looked to the right and looked to the left to account to him for her being there, considered for a moment, like one who accounted to herself for somebody she had expected not being there, and reentered her own gateway.
Being told by one of the angelic sex to continue his morning walk and get out, Monsieur Mutuel laughed a walnut-shell laugh, pulled off his cap at arm's length with the hand that contained his snuffbox, kept it off for a considerable period after he had parted from Madame Bouclet, and continued his morning walk and got out, like a man of gallantry as he was. On the second floor, Mr.
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