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Updated: June 23, 2025
Through all his deliriums he hunted butterflies and beetles, and died insensible to his wife's endearments, repeating the Latin conjugations of his inconceivable boyhood. So they both, caterpillar and rose, were gone; but the memory of them stays, green yes, and fragrant not alone with Fontenette, and not only with Senda besides, but with us also.
At which our pretty neighbor expressed her regrets with a ready resignation that broke into open sunshine as she lamented the same inability in her husband. To my suggestion that the Baroness be invited, Mrs. Fontenette smiled a sweet amusement that was perfect in its way, and said she hoped the weather would be propitious; people were so timid about rain. It was.
Guile takes alertness, adroitness; and the slim pennyworth of these that he could command he used up, no doubt, on Fontenette. I noticed that after an hour with the Creole he always looked tortured and exhausted. With us he was artless to the tips of his awful finger-nails. Nor was Mrs. Fontenette a skilful dissembler; she over-concealed things so revealingly.
She wore a plain path across the unpaved street to our house, and another to our neighbor's. "Sat iss a too great risk," she compassionately maintained, "to leaf even in se daytime sose shiltren so late sick alone viss only mine hussbandt and se sairvants!" The doctor was concerned for Mrs. Fontenette from the beginning.
"I I had to write it," she began to reply, and her words, though they quivered, were as mechanical as mine. "He was so so imprudent my husband's happiness required " I stopped her. "Please don't say that, Mrs. Fontenette. Pardon me, but not that, please."
In the next room, now and then Mrs. Smith, and now and then our fat neighbor's wife, waited on her, but by far the most of the time, Mrs. Fontenette was her assistant.
He's there now with Mrs. Fontenette and Mrs. Blank. Get a change of dress and come, we'll all go together." Senda stared. "A shange of dtress?" Then, with a most significant mingling of relief and new disturbance, she said, "Ah, I see!" and looking from me to Mrs. Smith and from Mrs.
Fontenette had wisely taken shelter behind hers that I softly said to her, "We'll take care of him." A care he was! All the way down the aisle, amid the peals of the organ, he commented on the sermon aloud, mostly to himself but also to whichever of us he could rub his glasses against. Sometimes he mistook others for us until they stared.
"Terribly nervous," he said, "and full from her feet to her eyes, of a terror of death merely a part of the disease, you know." But in this case I did not know. "Pathetic," he called the fevered satisfaction she took in the hovering attentions of our old black nurse, who gave us brief respites in the two sick-rooms by turns, and who had according to Mrs. Fontenette, "such a beautiful faith!"
Our convalescent little ones hourly forgot how gravely far they were from being well, and it became one of our heavy cares to keep the entomologist from entomologizing and from overeating. From time to time, when shorthanded we had used skilled nurses; but when Mrs. Fontenette grew haggard and we mentioned them, she said distressfully: "O! no hireling hands!
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