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"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."
That brought fresh gladness and praise, a fair share of which was for Mélanie. So presently the remaining company vanished, leaving Mme. Castanado free to embrace her kneeling husband and boast again the power of prayer. The cathedral that year was undergoing repairs.
Castanado, "the en'! and where is all that abbout that beautiful cat what was the proprity of Dora? Everything abbout that cat of Dora scratch out! Ah, Mr. Chezter! Yvonne and me, we find that the moze am-using part that episode of the cat that large, wonderful, mazculine cat of Dora! Ah, M'sieu' Beloiseau! and to scradge that!" But Beloiseau was judicially calm. "Yes, I rim-ember that portion.
Mademoiselle, those both, they are both in love to you! "And when Mélanie say that, Mlle. Aline take the both hand' of Mélanie in her both han' and ask her if she ain't herseff put them both, Castanado, Beloiseau, up to that to fall in love to her. And pretty soon Mélanie she's compel' to confezz that, not with word', but juz' with the fore-head on the knee of mademoiselle and crying like babie.
"With me, ah, no! me forever down in my shop, and mademoiselle incessantly upstair'!" Mme. Castanado prevailed. That same room, one week later. Scipion and Dubroca escorted Mme. De l'Isle across to her beautiful gates, and Chester, not in dream but in fact, with M. De l'Isle and Mme.
A few hours later Chester received from him a note begging indefinite postponement of the evening appointment. Mme. Castanado had fever and probably la grippe. Early one day some two weeks after the foregoing incident the young lawyer came out of his pension francaise, opposite his office, and stood a moment in thought. In those two weeks he had not again seen Mr. Castanado.
Dubroca a very small, trim, well-coiffed woman with a dainty lorgnette in the first seat behind him. Castanado waited in the street door at the foot of his stair, down which Mme. Castanado was coming the only way she could come. Her crossing of the sidewalk and her elevation first to the running-board and then to a seat beside Mme.
Castanado intervened: "Mademoiselle, that lady yonder" he gave his wife a courtier's bow "will tell you a differenze. Chezter, our legal counsel, to conclude." Mr.
But de Lawd ain't neveh gwine to make a betteh ra-ace by cross'n' one what done-done e'en-a' most all what even yit been done, on to anotheh what, eh " "Yes?" inquired Mme. Castanado. "Well?" "Ah, surely!" cried several, "Tha'z not all?" Mme. De l'Isle appealed to her husband: "Even two, three hun'red mile', that din'n' bring the line of Canada, I think." "No, but, I suppose, of the Ohio."
Chester fluttered his prize. "Click, clap!" he was in without the stopping of a wheel and had passed the letter to Aline. "Accepted?" asked several, while both cars resumed their speed up-town. "We'll open it in Audubon Park," she said to Chester, and Mme. Castanado and Dubroca passed the word forward to Beloiseau and Mlle. Corinne. These soon got it to Castanado and Mme. De l'Isle.
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