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And now, with Cupid leading, and sleeping as he led, and with a Dubroca beside each aunt, and Aline and Chester following, this remnant of the company approached the Conti Street corner, on the way to the Chapdelaine home. At the turn
And then that young Dubroca biggen very plain to pay his intention' to Mélanie, and we are all pretty glad to notiz that, biccause whiles he don't got that dash of De l'Isle, he's modess, yet still brave to a perfegtion; and he's square and got plenty sense, and he's steady and he's kind.
Chester and her guide hardly spoke until Scipion asked: "Madame, when you was noticing yo' telegram on the desk of yo' son you di'n' maybe notiz' a letter from New York? We are prettie anxiouz for that to come to yo' son. I do' know if you know about that or no, but M. De l'Isle and madame, and Castanado and his madame, and Dubroca and his madame, and Mme.
And all of our parent' gran'parent' living that simple life like you see us, their descendant', now, she biccame like one of those familie' Dubroca Castanado or of that coterie entire. "So after while they want' to buy her, to put her free. But Mme. Lefevre she rif-use' any price.
"When my father he was yet a boy, fo'teen, fiv'teen, those Lefevre' they rent' to the grand-mère of both Castanado and Dubroca, turn ab-out, a li'l' slave girl so near white you coul'n' see she's black!
"Ladies an' gentlemen," said M. Castanado, "we are on a joy-ride." "An' we 'ave reason!" his wife exclaimed. "Biccause hope!" Mme. Alexandre put in. "Yes!" said Dubroca. "That manuscrip' is not allone receive'; sinze more than a week 'tis rittain', whiles they dillib-rate; and the chateau what dillib-rate' you know, eh? M'sieu' De l'Isle, I move you we go h-on."
"Well, now: In those generation' befo' there was in Royal Street and Bourbon and Dauphine bisside' crozz-street' so many of our I ignore the Englizh word for that our affinité, that our whole market of mat-rim-ony was not juz' in one square of Royal; but presently, it break out like an épidémique, ammongs' our chil'ren, to marry juz' accrozz and accrozz the street; a Beloiseau to a Castanado, a Castanado to a Dubroca, and so forth even fifth!"
Every way they are suit' to each other and we think if that poor old rue Royale con-tinue to run down, that will even be good to join those two businezz' together. And bisside', sinze a li'l' shaver Dubroca he ain't never love nobody else, only Mélanie. "But also De l'Isle, like Dubroca, he was always pretty glad of every egscuse to drop in there at Mme. Alexandre and pass word with Mélanie.
Tha'z the en' of that publisher." "Well, at any rate," Chester said, "after using up this whole week trying, fruitlessly, to edit those faults out of it, here it is unaltered. I still feel them, but I have to confess that to feel them is one thing and to find them is quite another. Maybe they're only in me." "Tha'z the only plase they are," said Dubroca, with kind gravity.
Both Castanados seemed to take note of it as if it had come since, and she to be willing they should note it. "No," they said, "Mme. Alexandre had gone with Dubroca and his wife to that movie of Sarah." "And also with M. Beloiseau?" asked Mélanie, with a lurking smile, as she sat down so fondly close to madame as to leave both her small hands in one of her friend's.
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