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But, for our consolation, in that same huge collection of Von der Hagen's Minnesingers, stand the following six lines, addressed to the Saviour, if tradition is correct, by a knightly monk, Bruder Wernher von der Tegernsee: "Dû bist mîn, ih bin dîn; Des solt dû gewis sîn. Dû bist beslozzen In mînem herzen; Verlorn ist daz sluzzelîn: Dû muost immer drinne sîn."
He allowed a few moments more to pass, and then asked: "N'est-ce-pas, Madame Delphine? Daz ze way, ain't it? "No, Père Jerome, no. My daughter oh, Père Jerome, I bethroath my lill' girl to a w'ite man!" And immediately Madame Delphine commenced savagely drawing a thread in the fabric of her skirt with one trembling hand, while she drove the fan with the other. "Dey goin' git marry."
A bright recollection flashed across the Doctor's memory. "Narcisse!" "Yesseh!" "Go to Number 40 Custom-house street and inquire for Mr. Fledgeling; or, if he isn't in, for Mrs. Fledge humph! Richling, I mean; I" Narcisse laughed aloud. "Ha-ha-ha! daz de way, sometime'! My hant she got a honcl' he says, once 'pon a time" "Never mind! Go at once!" "All a-ight, seh!" "Give him this card" "Yesseh!"
"Why, the money. It's in the bank." "Hah!" he said, with a contemptuous smile and finished with his thumb. That was the first time I ever saw a thumb swear. But in a moment his kindly gravity was on him again and he said, "Daz all right; I come git her some day." I did not get back to New Orleans till late in the fall.
He allowed a few moments more to pass, and then asked: "N'est-ce-pas, Madame Delphine? Daz ze way, aint it?" "No, Père Jerome, no. My daughter oh, Père Jerome, I bethroath my lill' girl to a w'ite man!" And immediately Madame Delphine commenced savagely drawing a thread in the fabric of her skirt with one trembling hand, while she drove the fan with the other. "Dey goin' git marry."
"Professeur you know, " said a stranger, "daz Sylvestre Grandissime." Frowenfeld rather spoke to himself than answered: "If I had not known that, I should have " He checked himself and left the place. While the apothecary was gathering these experiences, the free spirit of Raoul Innerarity was chafing in the shop like an eagle in a hen-coop.
One or two but they were considered by others extravagant testified that, as the lady fell, they had seen his face distorted with a horrid delight, and had heard him cry: "Daz de way to knog them!" "But how came a lady to be out on the levee, at sunset, on foot and alone?" asked a citizen, and another replied both using the French of the late province: "As for being on foot" a shrug.
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