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My father does not understan' me, you saw, Monsieur, he does not appreciate that is the Engleesh. Mon Dieu, you saw it this night. I, who spik to you, am made for a courtier, a noble. I have the gift. La Louisiane she is not so big enough for me." He lowered his voice still further, and bent nearer to me. "Monsieur, I run away to France. My cousin the Marquis will help me.
Gre, Davy?" "He is my guest once in Louisiane, mon general," Monsieur Auguste explained; "my family knows him." "You know the Sieur de St. Gre, Davy?" said the General again. "Yes, I know him," I answered, I fear with some brevity. "Podden me," said Auguste, "I am now Citizen Captain de St. Gre.
Her kindly manner set me at ease, and she soon extracted from me the information that I was about to sail for Mexico. At this she became much excited, and exclaiming, "Oh, I must tell M. de Morny!" she immediately moved to where he and M. Jubinal had wandered, saying, "Just think, this young girl is going to Mexico on the Louisiane alone, under the care of strangers."
My father does not understan' me, you saw, Monsieur, he does not appreciate that is the Engleesh. Mon Dieu, you saw it this night. I, who spik to you, am made for a courtier, a noble. I have the gift. La Louisiane she is not so big enough for me." He lowered his voice still further, and bent nearer to me. "Monsieur, I run away to France. My cousin the Marquis will help me.
The inference was plain, and the Citizen Quartermaster was quick to take it up. "We are all among frien's," said he. "Why I call you Gumbo de St. Gre? When I come first settle in Louisiane you was wild man yes. Drink tafia, fight duel, spend family money. Aristocrat then. No, I not hold my tongue. You go France and Monsieur le Marquis de St. Gre he get you in gardes du corps of the King.
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