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I reckon I never see her so outed before. She jest raged and tore. It was most more than I could stand, Esmeraldy," and he dropped his head upon his hands for support. "Seemed like it was the Markis as laid heaviest upon her," he proceeded. "She was terrible sot on the Markis, an' every time she think of him, she'd just rear . she'd just rear.
It doesn't matter fur me, Esmeraldy, because, you see, I must hold on to mother, as I swore not to go back on; but you're young an' likely, Esmeraldy, an' don't you give out yet, fur the Lord's sake." But she did not cease weeping until she had wholly fatigued herself, and by this time there arrived a message from Madame, who required her presence down-stairs.
"Yes," as before, though his voice broke somewhat; "an' I dessay you know how it'll be, Esmeraldy, that you'll have to choose betwixt mother and Wash." She sat by her lover, and for answer she dropped her face upon his hand with a sob. "An' an' you've chose Wash, Esmeraldy?" "Yes, father." He hesitated a moment, and then took his hat from its place of concealment and rose.
She says we'd ought to fit ourselves fur our higher pear, an' I dessay we'd ought, but you see it goes sorter hard with us. An' Esmeraldy she has her trouble an' I can't help a sympathizin' with her, fur young folks will be young folks; an' I was young folks once myself. Once once I sot a heap o' store by mother. So you see-how it is." "It is very sad, Monsieur," I answered with gravity.
"I think you'll find it pleasanter a-stoppin' here," he said, "if Mis' Dimar'll board ye until the time fur startin' home. Her sperrit was so up that she said she didn't aim to see you no more, an' you know how she is, Esmeraldy, when her sperrit's up." The girl went and clung around his neck, kneeling at his side, and shedding tears.
"Oh, father!" she cried, "you've bore a great deal for me; you've bore more than any one knows, and all for me." He looked rather grave, as he shook his head at the fire. "That's so, Esmeraldy," he replied; "but we ailers seemed nigh to each other, somehow, and when it come to the wust, I was bound to kinder make a stand fur you, as I couldn't have made fur myself.
"Esmeraldy," he remarked, tremulously, and with manifest trepidation, "Esmeraldy, I've been thinkin' it's time we broke it to mother." The girl lost color, but she lifted her head steadily. "Yes, father," she answered, "it's time." "Yes," he echoed, rubbing his knees slowly, "it's time; an', Esmeraldy, it's a thing to to sorter set a man back." "Yes, father," she answered again.
"She always had her way with us," said Mademoiselle Esmeralda, scratching nervously upon the paper before her with her pencil, at this part of the relation. "We did not want to leave home, neither me nor father, and father said more than I ever heard him say before at one time. 'Mother, says he, 'let me an' Esmeraldy stay at home, an' you go an' enjoy your tower.
Singular as it may appear, this was not so laughable to me as it might seem. It was so apparent that he did not anticipate ridicule. And my Clélie's interest in these people also rendered them sacred in my eyes. "Yes," he returned, "that's so; an' sometimes it's wuss than you'd think when mother's outed. An' that's why I'm glad as Mis' Dimar an' Esmeraldy is such friends."
He rubbed his hands still more nervously, and answered me in the slow and deliberate mariner I had observed at the Louvre. "Thank ye," he said, "she's doin' tol'able well, is mother as well as common. And she's a-en-joyin' herself, too. I wish we was all" But there he checked himself and glanced hastily about him. Then he began again: "Esmeraldy," he said, "Esmeraldy thinks a heap on you.
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