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He gave me due warning of the ruinous condition in which I should find the chateau and the park; they had been absolutely deserted for thirty-two years. I learned from him that Monsieur Honore de Gabry, his uncle, had been on very bad terms with some poachers, whom he used to shoot at like rabbits.
Then she drew out of her pocket her little Saint- George, who had suffered most cruelly during our flight. His legs and arms were gone; but he still had his gold helmet with the green dragon on it. Jeanne solemnly pledged herself to make a restoration of him in honour of Madame de Gabry. Delightful friends! I left them at last overwhelmed with fatigue and joy.
I exclaimed, "I had not the least idea in the wold that Jeanne had a guardian!" Madame de Gabry looked at me with visible surprise. She had not expected to find the old man quite so simple. She resumed: "The guardian of Jeanne Alexandre is Maitre Mouche, notary at Levallois-Perret. I am afraid you will not be able to come to any understanding with him; for he is a very serious person."
The ardour of it spread gently through my veins, and filled me with an almost juvenile animation. Seated beside Madame de Gabry on the terrace, in the gloaming which gave a charming melancholy to the park, and lent to every object an air of mystery, I took pleasure in communicating my impression of the scene to my hostess.
When she bade me good-bye at the door, she was carrying a pair of clean sheets, scented with lavender, thrown over her arm. "That," I said, "is a sweet honest smell." "Well, of course," answered Madame de Gabry, "you must remember we are peasants." "Ah!" I answered her, "heaven grant that I also may be able one of these days ti becine a peasant!
The dinner-bell then startled me in the midst of my labours; and I had barely time to put on my new dress-coat, so as to make a respectable appearance before Madame de Gabry. The repast, generously served, seemed to prolong itself for my benefit.
But, in the meantime, let us go to the house of Madame de Gabry, who returned to Paris, as luck would have it, some three or four days ago; for you and I are two innocent fools, and we have great need of some one to help us."
There are excitements in artist-life which impel generous hearts to act out of all rule and measure. This young creature is made to love; keep her for the domestic hearth. There only is real happiness." "But she has no dowry!" replied Madame de Gabry. Then, extending her hand to me, she continued: "You are our friend; I can tell you everything.
Madame de Gabry seated herself in the only chair remaining in the dilapidated parlour. "I should be much surprised," she said, "If my husband had not already spoken to you of Jeanne. She is a sweet child, and we both lover her very much. Tell me the plain truth; what do you think of her statuette?"
"Jeanne," I said, "you were asking a moment ago about Madame de Gabry. Let us talk about that Fairy of yours She was very prettily made. Do you do any modelling in wax now?" "I have not a bit of wax," she exclaimed, wringing her hands "no wax at all!" "No wax!" I cried "in a republic of busy bees?" She laughed.
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