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"Suppose that she does not care for you?" the man went on, "that she is deceiving you?" "I have long known that, monsieur here, in this very spot, Monsieur Crevel and I told each other " "Oh! Then you knew that you were in Monsieur le Maire's private snuggery?" "Perfectly." The constable lightly touched his hat with a respectful gesture. "You are very much in love," said he. "I say no more.
However, even that did not trouble me greatly; for as I myself open and read the maire's letters, I should have no difficulty in keeping him altogether in the dark as to the purport of any letter that might come, and should myself pen an answer, with explanations which would no doubt be found satisfactory."
"Suppose that she does not care for you?" the man went on, "that she is deceiving you?" "I have long known that, monsieur here, in this very spot, Monsieur Crevel and I told each other " "Oh! Then you knew that you were in Monsieur le Maire's private snuggery?" "Perfectly." The constable lightly touched his hat with a respectful gesture. "You are very much in love," said he. "I say no more.
They had been discovered by Schovten and Le Maire, who found them to be well inhabited, but by a very base and treacherous people, who, after making signs of peace, attempted to surprise their ships; and these islanders managed their slings with such force and dexterity, as to drive the Dutch sailors from their decks; which account of Le Maire's agree perfectly well with what Captain Dampier tells us of the same people.
Opinions differ as to the meaning of these curious signs, but there is little doubt that M. Maire's suggestion is the correct one the workmen were paid by the piece, and each had his own private mark which he cut on the stones he laid and thus enabled the foreman to check his work.
I remember once being in billets in a Flanders village where I had the Maire's house and sat in a room upholstered in cut velvet, with wax flowers on the mantelpiece and oil paintings of three generations on the walls. The Boche took it into his head to shell the place with a long-range naval gun, and I simply loathed it.
The entrance to the cave is about twice as high as a man, and is in a small shallow basin of rock and grass. The floor is level with the entrance, and the roof rises inside to a good height. In shape it is like a Continental bread-oven; and at the time of the maire's visit, the floor was a confused mass of ice and stones, the former commencing at the very entrance.
"That concerns me," said M. Madeleine. "My own insult belongs to me, I think. I can do what I please about it." "I beg Monsieur le Maire's pardon. The insult is not to him but to the law." "Inspector Javert," replied M. Madeleine, "the highest law is conscience. I have heard this woman; I know what I am doing." "And I, Mr. Mayor, do not know what I see." "Then content yourself with obeying."
I calculated that the dinner and wine which had fallen to my share would be dear at a franc, and the day's wage of a substitute to do the maire's neglected work could not come to much, so I boldly and unblushingly gave that great man four francs, and he said regretfully that it was more than enough.
Accordingly I went down to the jetty, not far below the maire's house, and accosting the officer in charge, a rough-spun seaman, I gave him the message, and then bantered him in a tone of good humor. "So the English have been too much for you this time, lieutenant," I said. "It is Benbow, they say; a terrible fire eater, is he not?" "Bah!" exclaimed the Frenchman. "Let him beware.
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