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The flat-boat that was moored down at Galpin's "dock" four railroad ties roped together was none too substantial looking, having been built by Galpin himself from odds and ends picked up from scrap heaps and driftage. As Galpin himself said, the only whole part about the boat was the name, which had been painted in red on a single thin board sticking a full two feet past the stern "UPANATUM."
But as he uttered these words he turned deadly pale, so pale, that his wife came close to him, and looked at him with a glance full of terrible anguish. "Well?" He made no reply. But at that moment such silence was so eloquent, that the countess felt sickened, and whispered to him, "Then Cocoleu was right, after all!" Not one feature of this dramatic scene had escaped M. Galpin's eye.
"Wait a moment, my friend, and let me get some breakfast," he replied. "Pooh!" said Horace, "we can have breakfast at Galpin's after I have conversed with you at my room; or," he continued, "I will order a breakfast and champagne to be brought up to my room." "As you like," said the other, taking a couple of cigars from his pocket and offering one to his companion.
Never had any of M. Galpin's examinations been half as painful to Jacques de Boiscoran as this series of quick questions, which betrayed such distressing incredulity. "Did I not tell you, Magloire," he resumed, "that the countess had a genius for prudence? You can easily conceal yourself when you can spend money without counting it. Would you blame me for not having any proofs to furnish?
Swimming, I mean." "No chance below, with that current. But I guess we won't need to. I see Pete Galpin's clam-boat down at his dock. It leaks like sin, but if one bails while the other rows I guess we can make it." No one was astir at Galpin's shanty, a houseboat pulled high and dry on shore, and almost hidden by great piles of driftwood snagged upon the bank to serve as winter fuel.
I have just prevailed on the marchioness, who was exhausted with fatigue to lie down for an hour or so before dinner." "And your aunts?" "They have gone out, grandpapa. They are probably, by this time at M. Galpin's." M. Folgat started, and said, "Oh!" "But that is foolish in them!" exclaimed the old gentleman. The young girl closed his lips by a single word. She said, "I asked them to go."
I wondered at her readiness to yield to M. Galpin's whim, and to allow Cocoleu to be examined; for I knew that she was the only one who could ever make that so-called idiot talk. You see I have good eyes, gentlemen, in spite of my spectacles.
"Certainly, Mechinet, you are a different man ever since that visit of Miss Chandore." "Abominable talkers!" he had exclaimed, in a tone of voice which frightened them out of their wits. "Do you want to see me hanged?" But, if he had these attacks of rage, he felt not a moment's remorse. Miss Dionysia had completely bewitched him; and he judged M. Galpin's conduct as severely as she did.
We had prayers regularly morning and evening out of the Prayer-book, and on a Sunday I read out of Galpin's sermons, and that the lessons it taught might not be forgotten I used to talk about them every day for the week which the Sunday began, and asked the young people questions about it. Then I set them their lessons, and Mary or Peter heard them, and they got on famously.
You come to join me at breakfast?" And, bowing to M. Daubigeon, he added, "Not to say how much I thank you for bringing our excellent commonwealth attorney with you. This is a veritable judicial visit" But he paused, chilled as he was by M. Daubigeon's icy face, and amazed at M. Galpin's refusal to take his proffered hand. "Why," he said, "what is the matter, my dear friend?"
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