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It is certain that ever afterwards Ermentrude quelled little Gerbert, when he was naughty, with the threat, 'Abu-Lubabah will come with his long nose and carry you off. But Wido, being aged eight and a bread-winner, professed to have felt no fear on being confronted with the elephant; but admitted when pressed, that he greatly preferred Haroun El Raschid's other present to the emperor, the friendly dog, who answered to the name of 'Becerillo'.
It was uttered by Ermentrude. "You will go back to France?" "Yes. I can easily live there. And you, Ermentrude?" "To New York. I shall never go far from him. But he and I will never meet. My world will not be his world. I shall make my own place." "As Ermentrude Taylor?" "As Mrs. Ermentrude Taylor. I am a wife. I shall never forget that fact." "And the child? Will you never come to see it?"
He interrupted her: "Lys, dear friend, you must not bore Miss Adams with my theories of art and life. She has read me " Ermentrude gave him a grateful glance. He seemed, despite his self-consciousness, a great man how great she could not exactly define.
Did I not see him glance back twice, and both times at her? The look with which she greeted him was so wonderful." A village street in Britanny; a parish church in the distance; two women bidding each other farewell amid a group of wedding-guests, gay as the heavens are blue. "Au revoir!" was the whisper breathed by the bride into the ear of the other. "Au revoir, my Ermentrude.
This he saw as they came together in the isolation of a quiet corner of the Park, and so was not greatly surprised, though a little moved, as after the first few words, and with an earnest look, she said: "I am your wife, I, Ermentrude Roberts, married to you in the sight of God and man.
"Christina!" exclaimed Ermentrude in the extremity of her amazement, "know you what you have said? that Eberhard is no true knight!" He meanwhile stood silent, utterly taken by surprise, and letting his little sister fight his battles. "I cannot help it, Lady Ermentrude," said Christina, with trembling lips, and eyes filling with tears.
And let our women's quarters be well looked after, furnished with houses and rooms with stoves and cellars, and let them be surrounded by a good hedge, and let the doors be strong, so that the women can do our work properly. Ermentrude, however, has to hurry away after her gossip, and so must we.
"You are a darling!" she answered, as she squeezed Ermentrude's arm. "But there is some one who doesn't seem to care much for Havre." She pointed out Mr. Sheldam, who, oblivious of picturesque Normandy through which the train was speeding, slept serenely. Ermentrude envied him his repose. He had never stared into the maddening mirror which turned poets into Supermen and sometimes monsters.
"Ah! if the steeple of the Dome Kirk were but finished, I could not mistake it," said Christina. "How beauteous the white spire will look from hence!" "Dome Kirk?" repeated Ermentrude; "what is that?"
Ermentrude bore herself with the utmost composure. She adored the Old World, adored genius, but after all she was an Adams of New Hampshire, her sister the wife of a former ambassador. It was more curiosity than gaucherie that prompted her to hold the hand offered her and scrutinize the features as if to evoke from the significant, etched wrinkles the tremendous past of this hostess.
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