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And so the Muse of Sancerre had simply come back to family and married life; but certain evil tongues declared that she had been compelled to come back, for that the little peer's wishes would no doubt be fulfilled he hoped for a little girl. Gatien and Monsieur Gravier lavished every care, every servile attention on the handsome Countess.

You owe that success to Bianchon, for your cousin was the author of the Farce of the 'Manuscript. Will the horse get over it?" asked Lousteau with a laugh, while Gatien was wondering whether to be angry or not. "The horse!" said Gatien. At this moment Madame de la Baudraye came in, dressed in a velvet gown, and accompanied by her mother, who shot angry flashes at Lousteau.

Here they, and many another French writer, walked and dreamed, creating characters so lifelike that they also walk with us through these quaint streets and byways or look out from picturesque doorways. We can fancy the Curé de Tours emerging from the lovely Cloître de la Psallette of St. Gatien or the still lovelier cloister of old St.

"But why do you meddle in such matters?" said Bianchon to Gatien. "Horace is right," said Lousteau. "I cannot imagine why you trouble your heads so much about each other; you waste your time in frivolities." Horace Bianchon looked at Etienne Lousteau, as much as to say that newspaper epigrams and the satire of the "funny column" were incomprehensible at Sancerre.

"So it was St. Gatien who first brought Christianity to France.

Ah! you think she will not love him for long, and you hope to succeed him." "You who live in Paris," said Gatien, "meet as many different women as there are days in the year.

Gatien at Tours, which is really a delightfully picturesque structure; or to St. Maurice, at Angers, which is unique as to its charm of situation, and one of the most interesting churches anywhere to be found.

I am not surprised to hear from your lips the words which so many men have said to me but " The coachman turned round. "Here comes Monsieur Gatien," said he. "I love you, I will have you, you shall be mine, for I have never felt for any woman the passion I have for you!" said Lousteau in her ear. "In spite of my will, perhaps?" said she, with a smile.

"Oh, monsieur!" she exclaimed in dignified reproof. "You defied me," said the Parisian. But Gatien now rode up with the vehemence of a duped lover. To regain a little of Madame de la Baudraye's esteem, Lousteau did his best to hide the tumbled dress from Gatien's eyes by leaning out of the chaise to speak to him from Dinah's side.

Monsieur de la Baudraye, who stood at the top waving his little hand in a little farewell to the doctor, could not forbear from smiling as he heard Monsieur de Clagny say to Monsieur Gravier: "You should have escorted them on horseback." At this juncture, Gatien, riding Monsieur de la Baudraye's quiet little mare, came out of the side road from the stables and joined the party in the chaise.