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"I'm hungry!" exclaimed Floss, tugging at Miss Boucheafen's gown. "Maggie went an' threw all the buns to the ducks, she did little stupid." "You 'tory, I never! You eatened two yourself, you did," Maggie declared indignantly. "You's a geedy boy a dedful geedy boy! Isn't he a geedy boy, Ma'm'selle?" "Never mind, we will get more buns as we go out," said Alexia. "Come now, children.
And the ma'm'selle excellent, excellent; and a face, such a face, and a seat like leeches in the saddle. And you a British officer mewed up to kick your heels till gallows day! So droll, my dear!" "But will you fetch Voban?" I asked. "To trim your hair against the supper to-night eh, like that?"
Babette, the sister of my first wife-ah! she is a great cook also well, she was pouring into my plate the soup there is nothing like pea-soup with a fine lump of pork, and thick molasses for the buckwheat cakes. Ma'm'selle, allons! Just then I thought. It is very good; you shall see; you shall learn how to cook. Babette will teach you. Babette said many things. I got mad and spilt the soup.
Then he said that his first wife was such a cook, that when she died he paid for an extra Mass and twelve very fine candles. He called upon Parpon to endorse his words, and Parpon nodded to all he said, but, catching Julie's eye, went off into gurgles of laughter, which he pretended were tears, by smothering his face in his capote. "Ma'm'selle," said the miller, "I have thought.
Naturally the poor child was not given the chance every day to receive an offer of marriage from a seigneur. He had made up his mind that she would be sure to accept him if he asked her a second time. "Ah, Ma'm'selle Rosalie," he said gaily, "what have you to say that you should not come before a magistrate at once?"
I should like to go away and be of some use in the world. I suppose it is wicked, for my papa wishes me to stay. And bah! it is a prison a Hopital de Salpetriere!" "Ma'm'selle," I exclaimed, "if you talk like that I shall take you on my horse and fly with you. I shall come as your knight, as your deliverer, some day." "Alas!" said she, with a sigh, "you would find me very heavy.
"Where is Miss St. Vincent?" asks Grandon, with a very pardonable curiosity. "She has gone out. He will have it so. She does not dream the end is so near." And Denise wipes her old eyes. "Mr. Grandon, is it possible that dreadful man must marry her?" "Oh, I hope not!" "He is very determined. And ma'm'selle has been brought up to obey, not like your American girls.
Julie demanded of Peter, holding up a lacy camisole and deliberately putting it to her shoulders. "Wouldn't you love to see me in it?" "I would," he said, without the ghost of a smile. "Well, you never will, of course," she said. "I shall never marry or be given in marriage, and in any case, in that uniform, you've nothing whatever to hope for.... Yes, I'll take that ribbon, thank you, ma'm'selle.
Tell him that men who are fighting him in politics intend to do him great harm and that he must be very careful. Tell him that he will understand who these men are." "Oui, ma'm'selle. But will he understand who tell me that thing?" Her cheeks were crimson. "No, no! He mustn't know that."
"You think if he knew the truth he'd try and kill me he!" Carnac paused. He did not like to say everything in his mind. "Do you think he'd say much and do little?" "I dunno, I dunno, but I'll tell him the truth and take my chance." Suddenly he swung round and stretched out appealing hands. "Haven't you got any sense, m'sieu'? Don't you see what you should do? Ma'm'selle Junia cares for you.
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