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This was merely the concession of politeness, for he thought his offer handsome. Julie slyly eyed the wardrobe and as slyly smiled, and then, imitating Farette's manner though Farette could not see it, and Parpon spluttered with laughter said: "M'sieu', you are a great man. The grey poplin is noble, also the flour, and the writing on the brown paper.
The wedding-day was the anniversary of Farette's first marriage, and the Cure faltered in the exhortation when he saw that Farette was dressed in complete mourning, even to the crape hat-streamers, as he said, out of respect for the memory of his first wife, and as a kind of tribute to his second.
Ma'm'selle eh, holy, what a turn has your waist!" At length he made it clear to her what his plans were, and to each and all she consented; but when he had gone she sat and laughed till she cried, and for the hundredth time took out the brown paper and studied the list of Farette's worldly possessions. The wedding-day came.
We might jump into the flume at the mill, or go over the dam at the Bois Noir; or, there is Farette's musket which he is cleaning gracious, but it will kick when it fires, it is so old!" She sank to the floor. "Why does he clean the musket?" she asked; fear, and something wicked too, in her eye.
This was merely the concession of politeness, for he thought his offer handsome. Julie slyly eyed the wardrobe and as slyly smiled, and then, imitating Farette's manner though Farette could not see it, and Parpon spluttered with laughter said: "M'sieu', you are a great man. The grey poplin is noble, also the flour, and the writing on the brown paper.
Medallion objected to those for whom he wished a better future, but they decided at last on Julie Lachance, who, Medallion thought, would in time profoundly increase Farette's respect for the memory of his first wife; for Julie was not an angel.
The wedding-day was the anniversary of Farette's first marriage, and the Cure faltered in the exhortation when he saw that Farette was dressed in complete mourning, even to the crape hat-streamers, as he said, out of respect for the memory of his first wife, and as a kind of tribute to his second.
Ma'm'selle eh, holy, what a turn has your waist!" At length he made it clear to her what his plans were, and to each and all she consented; but when he had gone she sat and laughed till she cried, and for the hundredth time took out the brown paper and studied the list of Farette's worldly possessions. The wedding-day came.
We might jump into the flume at the mill, or go over the dam at the Bois Noir; or, there is Farette's musket which he is cleaning gracious, but it will kick when it fires, it is so old!" She sank to the floor. "Why does he clean the musket?" she asked; fear, and something wicked too, in her eye.
Medallion objected to those for whom he wished a better future, but they decided at last on Julie Lachance, who, Medallion thought, would in time profoundly increase Farette's respect for the memory of his first wife; for Julie was not an angel.
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