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Only one thing qualified the father's elation. "Never mind, Messieurs Grandissime, go on with your tricks; we shall see! Ha! we shall see!" "We shall see what?" asked a remote relative of that family. "Will Monsieur be so good as to explain himself?" Bang! bang! Alas, Madame De Grapion!
The account of the childhood days upon the plantation at Cannes Brulées may be passed by. It was early in Palmyre's fifteenth year that that Kentuckian, 'mutual friend' of her master and Agricola, prevailed with M. de Grapion to send her to the paternal Grandissime mansion, a complimentary gift, through Agricola, to Mademoiselle, his niece, returnable ten years after date.
The word had reached there that love had conquered that, despite all hard words, and rancor, and positive injury, the Grandissime hand the fairest of Grandissime hands was about to be laid into that of one who without much stretch might be called a De Grapion; that there was, moreover, positive effort being made to induce a restitution of old gaming-table spoils.
The doctor laughed a little, rubbing his face and his thin, red curls with one hand, as he laughed. The convalescent wondered what there could be to laugh at. "Who are they?" he inquired. "Their name is De Grapion oh, De Grapion, says I! their name is Nancanou. They are, without exception, the finest women the brightest, the best, and the bravest that I know in New Orleans."
See these De Grapions' haughty good manners to old Agricole; yet there wasn't a Grandissime in Louisiana who could have set foot on the De Grapion lands but at the risk of his life. "But I will finish the story: and here is the really sad part. Not many months ago old De Grapion 'old, said I; they don't grow old; I call him old a few months ago he died.
There Georges De Grapion settled, with the laudable determination to make a fresh start against the mortifyingly numerous Grandissimes. "My father's policy was every way bad," he said to his spouse; "it is useless, and probably wrong, this trying to thin them out by duels; we will try another plan. Thank you," he added, as she handed his coat back to him, with the shoulder-straps cut off.
Agricola, it appeared, had commissioned him to buy the most beautiful lady's maid that in his extended journeyings he might be able to find; he wanted to make her a gift to his niece, Honoré's sister. The Kentuckian saw the demand met in Aurore's playmate. M. De Grapion would not sell her. The Kentuckian accepted the proposition on the spot and it was by and by carried out.
"Honoré is goin giv her bac that proprety that is Aurore De Grapion what Agricola kill the husband." That was the whole writing, but Agricola never finished. He was reading aloud "that is Aurore De Grap "
The officer's name was De Grapion Georges De Grapion. The Marquis gave him a choice grant of land on that part of the Mississippi river "coast" known as the Cannes Brulées. "Of course you know where Cannes Brulées is, don't you?" asked Doctor Keene of Joseph Frowenfeld. "Yes," said Joseph, with a twinge of reminiscence that recalled the study of Louisiana on paper with his father and sisters.
It was altogether supposable that they would have spread out broadly in the land; but they were such inveterate duelists, such brave Indian-fighters, such adventurous swamp-rangers, and such lively free-livers, that, however numerously their half-kin may have been scattered about in an unacknowledged way, the avowed name of De Grapion had become less and less frequent in lists where leading citizens subscribed their signatures, and was not to be seen in the list of managers of the late ball.
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