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It was only when the Bonapartes changed their name to a French one that your great-grandfather Gallicized ours. We are not to be frightened away by the Peruccas." "But since he is dead " said Lory, with an effort to be patient.
Momoy, the betrothed of Sensia, the eldest of the daughters a pretty and vivacious girl, rather given to joking had left the window where he was accustomed to spend his evenings in amorous discourse, and this action seemed to be very annoying to the lory whose cage hung from the eaves there, the lory endeared to the house from its ability to greet everybody in the morning with marvelous phrases of love.
'Please come back and finish your story! Alice called after it; and the others all joined in chorus, 'Yes, please do! but the Mouse only shook its head impatiently, and walked a little quicker. 'What a pity it wouldn't stay! sighed the Lory, as soon as it was quite out of sight; and an old Crab took the opportunity of saying to her daughter 'Ah, my dear!
Still for what it's worth, my brother Lady Julia Lory." Which is why she's 'my lady'. Though she always says it isn't. "Who is Silvia? What is she? That all her swains commend he. Holy, fair, and wise is she; The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be." The song and its melody floated out into the night, away and over the sleeping countryside.
Alice called after it, and the others all joined in chorus "yes, please do!" but the mouse only shook its ears, and walked quickly away, and was soon out of sight. "What a pity it wouldn't stay!" sighed the Lory, and an old Crab took the opportunity of saying to its daughter "Ah, my dear! let this be a lesson to you never to lose your temper!"
"But when Lory and the bay showed up at the next day's meet, I noticed the bay's ears layin' back or workin' in a way to tell any but a blind one it was dirty mischief he was plannin'. Nor was he long playin' it.
As she spoke she consulted a little red morocco betting-book. "Lory!" she cried, after a short search. "Yes, of course it was Lory de Vasselot my cousin. And will you believe it? he saved my life the other day, all in a moment! Yes! I saw death, quite close, before my eyes. Ugh! And I, who am so wicked! You do not know what it is to be wicked and to know it, Denise you who are so young.
He waited for a reply to this suggestion, or an invitation in response to the hint that he was interested in the old house. But neither came. "I am much obliged to you for your warning as to the unpopularity of my name in this district," said Lory, rather laboriously changing the subject.
"I was thinking of the Rue du Cherche-Midi in Paris," she said, and the explanation left the lawyer more puzzled than before. She took up her gloves and drew them on. "Then I am rendered penniless, monsieur?" she asked the notary. "By me," answered Lory. And even the notary was silent. It is hard to silence a man who lives by his tongue.
Mademoiselle Brun did not follow Lory, but turned back towards the house. "If they must quarrel," she said to herself, "they may do it without my assistance." And Denise seemed, indeed, ready to fall out with her neighbour, for she came towards him with heightened colour and a flash of annoyance in her eyes. "I am sorry they put you to the trouble of coming out here," she said.
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