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Updated: June 24, 2025
Monsieur Bourdinave was at this time traveling on business. The sisters spent that evening at our house as was not unusual. On these occasions we often sang hymns; and I had just set the tune of "Chantez de Dieu le renom" "Chantez de Dieu le renom, Vous serviteurs du Seigneur! Venez pour lui faire honneur, Vous qui avez eu ce don"
"Thou art a steady lad, I'll warrant thee," said M. Bourdinave, approvingly. "Hold fast the form of sound words which hath been given thee in faith and love which is in Christ Jesus." "Ay, ay, sir," said I, whipping old Réné smartly.
We had a substantial breakfast of soup and bread before we started; and then drove in state to M. Bourdinave's door, where I sprang out to help the smiling girls into the char-a-banc. I would gladly have had Madeleine next me, but, as ill-luck would have it, M. Bourdinave placed himself at my side, and my father just behind; so that I was completely shut out from her, to my great chagrin.
"Let us know where your choice will fall," said my father, trying to keep the corners of his mouth in order, while M. Bourdinave scarcely suppressed a chuckle. I stepped across the room, and took Madeleine's hand. "Here is my choice," said I, "if she will have me. We have known each other from childhood." Madeleine instantly snatched her hand away, and covered her face.
Languages of all nations mingled in strange medley German, Spanish, Italian, Turkish, Arabic, Russian. Ah, it was like a dream! My uncle Nicolas received us most heartily; and, while my father and M. Bourdinave went about their affairs, I had the pleasing charge of the women, and showing them what was to be seen.
"Plenty of time for that when we get to Beaucaire," said M. Bourdinave. "Sure, you would not have a tooth drawn in the middle of the high road?" "Truly, I should not mind it, inside that nice little wooden house," said she.
"And you, my son?" "I will undertake for him," said La Croissette, who, it now appeared, had been listening behind the doorway all this time. "Who are you, my man?" said M. Bourdinave, in surprise and some distrust. "An honest fellow, though I say it that shouldn't," was his answer. "I am one of those who deal in deeds more than words.
I had enough to do, I assure you, to steer a straight course; and M. Bourdinave observing it, remarked that he hoped I should be equally vigilant in steering a straight course through life, which made me cry "Ay, ay, sir," and set me thinking.
"The act should have been simultaneous; whereas the want of concert among our people betrayed their weakness, and laid them open to attack. The military at Bordeaux acted with shocking barbarity." "I do not like to think upon it," said my father. "I trust there will be no recurrence of such lamentable scenes." "I much fear there will be, though," said M. Bourdinave, gloomily.
He started as if shot when touched by some one behind; and the next instant M. Bourdinave stood among us. "My father!" exclaimed the girls, and flew into his arms. The next instant the bellowing recommenced. "What is that?" cried M. Bourdinave, starting. "One of the bulls intended for baiting," said my father. "Ah, what a vicinity to find you in?" said M. Bourdinave.
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