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Your wife was once a pretty waiter-girl and her name is FERNANDE. Call her and ask her if I speak the truth." ANDRE. "Is your name FERNANDE? Ah, I see by the disorder of your back hair that CLOTILDE's story is too true. Wretched girl, why did you not tell me all before I married you?" FERNANDE. "Spare me. I was a pretty waiter-girl, but I wrote you a letter and confessed my innocence."
Maurice, after trying all other means to move her in vain, resorted to the expedient of a brain fever. When his wife and mother saw him very near his end, they sent for Fernande as a last resource. They ought to have preferred death to dishonor, of course; but, my dear Mrs. Bellasys, they were not strong-minded. What would you have? There are women and women.
Fernande, my dear, we must be on the move. Desolated, dear ladies desolated but it's only au revoir. We must arrange a meeting later, in Paris " The scene in the court-yard was once again gay with life and bristling with color. The coach and the dog-cart shone resplendent in the slanting sun's rays.
Manager DALY found Frou Frou so popular, that he has given us a second dose of M. SARDOU'S Dramatic Mixture, three times stronger than the first, and warranted to restore the moral tone of all repentant Pretty Waiter Girls. The label borne by the new Mixture is "Fernande," but as "CLOTILDE," and not "FERNANDE," is the principal ingredient, the name is obviously ill-selected.
But as he was leading them into the wings the stage manager passed. "Just you find those hags Fernande and Maria!" cried Bordenave savagely. Then calming down and endeavoring to assume the dignified expression worn by "heavy fathers," he wiped his face with his pocket handkerchief and added: "I am now going to receive His Highness." The curtain fell amid a long-drawn salvo of applause.
Madame Tellier's regiment, with its mistress at its head, followed Constance; her father gave his arm to his sister, her mother walked by the side of Raphaele, Fernande, with Rosa and the two pumps together, and thus they walked majestically through the village, like a general's staff in full uniform, while the effect on the village was startling.
POMMEROL. "She speaks the truth. Here is her written confession. I took it out of CLOTILDE's pocket. I will read it." FERNANDE. "You hear it? I confessed all my innocence. If you did not get it, blame the post-office authorities, but do not throw the poker at me." ANDRE. "FERNANDE! My love! My wife! Come back, and I will forgive your innocence!" It isn't half as nice as that pretty Frou-Frou.
POMMEROL. "I am a lawyer with an enormous practice. Having nothing whatever to do, I came here to find FERNANDE, the pretty waiter girl. Here comes my cousin CLOTILDE. She is an angel of virtue and the mistress of my friend ANDRE. What can she want here?" CLOTILDE. "My carriage has just run over a young girl, who lives here.
At last she took hold of one hand, while Madame Tellier took the other, and Raphaele and Fernande held up her long muslin skirt, so that it might not drag in the dust; Louise and Flora brought up the rear with Madame Rivet; and the child, who was very silent and thoughtful, set off for home in the midst of this guard of honor.
The garden was so small, the men in their little hats were so suggestive of the "broken English" scene on the stage, that one could only stand and laugh. The Joos family are quite a study, and so kind. On Christmas Eve I dined with them, and they gave me the best of all they had. I had known of its arrival days before by seeing Fernande, the little girl, decorated with feathers from its tail.
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