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Updated: June 3, 2025
"And that undergroun' railway!" said Scipion. "Yes," Mme. Alexandre agreed, "but that story remain' unfinizh' whiles that uncle of Mr. Chezter couldn' return at his home." "Not even his State," ventured mademoiselle. "But he did," Chester said; "he came back." M. Dubroca spoke up: "Oh, 'tis easy to insert that, at the en' foot-note."
She di'n' look like him but they insist' that also come later. Any'ow she's rent' half-an'-half by those grand-mère' of Castanado and Dubroca, at the firzt just to call 'shop'! at back door when a cuztomer come in, and when growing older to make herseff many other way' uzeful. And by consequence she was oft-en playmate with the chil'ren of all that coterie there in Royal Street.
Aline, and none of them know that I know egcep' those Castanado'. "Well! sinze chilehood those three Mélanie, De l'Isle, Dubroca, they are playmate' together, and Dubroca he's always call' Mélanie his swit-heart. But De l'Isle, no.
Dubroca took time and the strength of both men, yet was achieved with a dignity hardly appreciated by the street children, who covered their mouths, averted their faces, and cheered as the two cars, the smaller leading, moved off and turned from Royal Street into Conti on their way to pick up the three Chapdelaines.
Alexandre. Mlle. Yvonne and M. Dubroca, M. Castanado, and Mme. De l'Isle. Then in the rear car his alarmed eye picked out Beloiseau and Mlle. Corinne, with Cupid between them; Mmes. Dubroca and Castanado, especially the latter; and then, oh, then! Behind the smaller woman a vacant seat and behind the vaster one Aline Chapdelaine. "You've heard?" cried M. De Elsie, slowing to the curb.
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.
Ah, you cann' do that! And when that young Dubroca and Castanado get the win' of them, the all four, all of same sweet maladie, they go together; two to be juz' poilu', two, aviateur'. That old remedie, you know; if they can't love they'll fight! They are yonder, still al-ive, laz' account." Mainly to himself Chester said, "And I am here, my land still at peace, last account."
Aline tha'z pretty touching, to see with what an inten-city she love'. "Now, what I tell you, tha'z a very sicret bitwin you and me. Biccause even those Dubroca', père and mère, and those De l'Isle', père and mère, they do' know all that; and me I know that only from Castanado, who know' it only from his wife; biccause she, she know' it only from Mlle.
"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.
An' still tha'z droll you di'n' know that, but tha'z maybe biccause each one he's think another he's tol' you, and biccause tha'z not a prettie cheerful subjec', eh? Yes, they are two son' of Dubroca and Castanado, soldier', and two of De l'Isle and me, aviateur'." "And up to a few weeks ago they were all well?"
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