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The surprise was complete; three of the Hurons were killed on the spot, and Jogues, Goupil, and Couture, and twenty-two Hurons were taken prisoner. The raiders then plundered the canoes and set out southward, up the Richelieu, with their prisoners.

You will be telling me that he couldn't lose what he hadn't got Sylvie, just take him up to his room!" Sylvie took him by the arm, supported him upstairs, and flung him just as he was, like a package, across the bed. "Poor young fellow!" said Mme. Couture, putting back Eugene's hair that had fallen over his eyes; "he is like a young girl, he does not know what dissipation is."

We asked, too, if Thomas Dowse should be honored with a page and a half, in which his fall from a tree, his rheumatic fever, and the head winds which prevented him from visiting Europe are chronicled, while the eminent French painter, Couture, whose use of the pallet is marked by such striking originality, that it has produced an impression upon the works of a generation of painters, has twelve lines!

Couture, who was nodding over the woolen cuffs that she was knitting by the stove, and looked at Mlle. Taillefer so tenderly that she lowered her eyes. "Can you be in trouble, M. Eugene?" Victorine said after a pause. "Who has not his troubles?" answered Rastignac.

Miss Boott was one of those pupils of William M. Hunt to whom he imparted a wonderful artistic enthusiasm, energy, and devotion. After studying in Boston she studied in Paris under Duveneck whom she afterward married and under Couture. Her subjects were genre, still-life, and flowers, and were well considered.

"Pshaw! much funnier things than that happen here!" exclaimed Vautrin. Mlle. Taillefer had scarcely heeded the talk, she was so absorbed by the thought of the new attempt that she was about to make. Mme. Couture made a sign that it was time to go upstairs and dress; the two ladies went out, and Father Goriot followed their example. "Well, did you see?" said Mme.

"Well, I can tell you this, I know," said Mme. Vauquer, "I have taken lodgers these thirty years, and a good many have passed through my hands, as the saying is, but I have never seen a nicer nor a more aristocratic looking young man than M. Eugene. How handsome he looks sleeping! Just let his head rest on your shoulder, Mme. Couture. Pshaw! he falls over towards Mlle. Victorine.

"Now you will be able to pay for those fencing lessons and go to the shooting gallery," he said. "Your ship has come in," said Mme. Vauquer, eyeing the bags. Mlle. Michonneau did not dare to look at the money, for fear her eyes should betray her cupidity. "You have a kind mother," said Mme. Couture. "You have a kind mother, sir," echoed Poiret.

"Bixiou, you are dropping into phenomena, block us out our pictures," put in Couture. "Here you are, gentlemen! Here is the picture you ordered!"

"And as we can say anything among ourselves," said Couture, "I will go back to the last subject." "Vous etes orfevre, Monsieur Josse!" cried Finot. "Finot will always be classic, constitutional, and pedantic," commented Blondet. "Yes," rejoined Couture, on whose account Cerizet had just been condemned on a criminal charge.

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