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Madame Lorinet couldn't tear herself away from it. 'Nothing but men, she said, 'have you noticed that, Jules? 'Well, Madame, I said, 'that's just how it is here; except for me, and I don't count, only gentlemen come here. I've kept house for bachelors where well, there are not many "That will do, Madame Menin; that will do. I know you always think too highly of me. Hasn't Lampron been here?"
He ceased to be a father-in-law, and became a tourist again. Jeanne stepped with airy grace among the groups of strollers, and the murmurs which followed her path, though often envious, sounded none the less sweetly in my ears for that. I hoped to meet Mademoiselle Lorinet.
Then there will no longer be a gulf betwixt her and me, I shall be able to meet her without confusion, to invoke her image to put to flight that of Mademoiselle Lorinet without the vision of those disdainful lips to dash me. She will be for me at once the type of Parisian grace and of filial affection.
You will find everything ready and in good order here. "I am obliged to you for your good wishes, which I entirely reciprocate. "Your affectionate uncle, "BRUTUS MOUILLARD." "P. S. The Lorinet family have been to see me. Mademoiselle Berthe is really quite pretty. They have just inherited 751,351 francs. "I was employed by them in an action relating thereto."
"He is a young man who takes life seriously." "Very seriously, uncle. Isn't he about to be married?" "Why, yes; to a rich wife." "To whom?" "My dear boy, he is picking up all your leavings; he is going to marry Mademoiselle Lorinet." "He was always enterprising! But, uncle, it wasn't with him you were engaged yesterday evening?" "Why not, pray?"
He ceased to be a father-in-law, and became a tourist again. Jeanne stepped with airy grace among the groups of strollers, and the murmurs which followed her path, though often envious, sounded none the less sweetly in my ears for that. I hoped to meet Mademoiselle Lorinet.
For I can not deny it. I am looking out for an opportunity to repair my clumsy mistake and show myself in a less unfavorable light than I did at that ill-starred visit. And she is the reason why I haunt his path! Ever since M. Mouillard threatened me with Mademoiselle Berthe Lorinet, the graceful outlines of Mademoiselle Jeanne have haunted me with a persistence to which I have no objection.
For I can not deny it. I am looking out for an opportunity to repair my clumsy mistake and show myself in a less unfavorable light than I did at that ill-starred visit. And she is the reason why I haunt his path! Ever since M. Mouillard threatened me with Mademoiselle Berthe Lorinet, the graceful outlines of Mademoiselle Jeanne have haunted me with a persistence to which I have no objection.
I recognized Monsieur, Madame, and Mademoiselle Lorinet. They were all smiling with the same look of contemptuous mockery. I bowed. The man alone returned my salute, raising his hat. By some strange freak of fate, Berthe was again wearing a blue dress.
But I have no doubt she was here. I scent a trick of my uncle's, one of those Atlantic cables he takes for spider's threads and makes his snares of. The Lorinet family have been here, with the twofold intention of taking news of me to my "dear good uncle," and discreetly recalling to my forgetful heart the charms of Berthe of the big feet. "Good-morning, Monsieur Mouillard!" "Hallo! Madame Menin!
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