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Updated: June 22, 2025
My non-parasitic friend "opened a new world" to me; a world that so flattered one with its grace and beauty, its marvellous delicacy and minuteness, its glory of color and curiousness of marking, and its exquisite adaptation of form to need and function, that in my meaner depths, or say my childish shallows I resented Mrs. Fontenette's making the same avowal for herself I didn't believe her!
I went to my open window and heard, through his balcony door locked, now, and its key in my pocket the Baron, snoring. Then I sprang into my clothes and sped across the street. I went first around to the outer door of the dining-room, and was briefly told the best I could have hoped, of Fontenette. I returned to the front and stepped softly into what had been Mrs. Fontenette's room.
Fontenette had been ill something over a week, the doctor one evening made us glad by saying as he came through the little dining-room and jerked a thumb back toward Fontenette's door, "Just keep him as he is for one more night and, I promise you, he'll get well; but!" He sat down on the couch Senda's in the parlor, and pointed at the door to Mrs.
No, I vill not sell t'em." "Oh, I see," said I, in mortal disgust. "Fontenette, I'm going to bed." And Fontenette went too. The next day was cloudless in two hearts; Senda's, and Fontenette's. As to the sky, that is another matter; one of the charms of that warm wet land is that, with all its sunshine, it is almost never without clouds.
Fontenette's room, with entreating signs for quiet as she called "Oh, where is he gone? Which way did he go?" "I can't tell you, my dear girl!" I murmured. "I don't know! What is the trouble?" "My father!" she hoarsely whispered. "My father's dying! dying in a raging delirium, and we can't hold him in bed! O, come and help us!"
If she was doing well, well; and if not, he would spare us the pain of informing or deceiving him. Senda became a kind of chief-of-staff for both sides of the street. She would have begged to be Mrs. Fontenette's nurse, but for one other responsibility, which we felt it would be unsafe, and she thought it would be unfair, for her to put thus beyond her own reach: "se care of mine hussbandt."
Fontenette's room she was going to fall asleep; and the other that the entomologist would waken. And now see what a cunning trap the most innocent intentions may sometimes set.
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