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Updated: May 16, 2025
"H-my young friend," said the patriarch, turning toward Joseph with a tremendous frown, "when I, Agricola Fusilier, pronounce you a professor, you are a professor. Louisiana will not look to you for your credentials; she will look to me!" He stumbled upon some slight impediment under foot. There were times when it took but little to make Agricola stumble.
"How free," said Agricola, beginning with a meditative gaze at the sky without, and ending with a philosopher's smile upon his two companions, "how free we people are from prejudice against the negro!" "The white people," said Frowenfeld, half abstractedly, half inquiringly. "H-my young friend, when we say, 'we people, we always mean we white people.
Agricola roused a little and looked up with a miserable attempt at his habitual patronizing smile. "H-my dear boy, I overlook" but he met in Frowenfeld's eyes a spirit so superior to his dissimulation that the smile quite broke down and gave way to another of deprecatory and apologetic distress. He reached up an arm.
Frowenfeld tried again to begin. "Mr. Fusilier " "Citizen Fusilier!" "Citizen, candor demands that I undeceive " "Candor demands h-my dear Professor, let me tell you exactly what she demands. She demands that in here within this apartment we understand each other. That demand is met." "But " Frowenfeld frowned impatiently. "That demand, Joseph, is fully met!
But Joseph, behind his counter, unaware of either the offense or the resentment, was blushing with pleasure before a visitor who had entered by the side door farthest from the company. "Gentlemen," said Agricola, "h-my dear friends, you must not expect an old Creole to like anything in comparison with la belle langue."
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