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The girls were in that simple white muslin of the jeune Meess Anglaise, to which they were languishing to bid an eternal adieu. There were a great many pretty girls at Mauleverer Manor, and on this day, when the white-robed girlish forms were flitting to and fro upon the green lawns, in the sweet summer air and sunshine, it seemed as if the old manorial mansion were a bower of beauty.

What things, she might by no means see, or at that time be able to discover; but a delicious little ravelled plot lay tempting her to disentanglement; and in the midst, folded round and round in cobwebs, had she not secured "Meess Lucie" clumsily involved, like the foolish fly she was?

He thought he spoke English, and though this was not so, yet the friendly blink of his Breton-blue eyes and his encouraging smile gave to his: "Bourron? Mais oui dix heures vingt. Par ici, Meess. Je m'occuperai de vous. Et des bagages aussi all right," quite the ring of one's mother tongue. He handed it to her through the carriage window. "Pour egayer le voyage de Meess.

"Meess . . . er, er . . ." he said, addressing the Englishwoman, "Meess Fyce, je voo pree . . . ? Well, what am I to say to her? How am I to tell you so that you can understand? I say . . . over there! Go away over there! Do you hear?" Miss Fyce enveloped Gryabov in disdain, and uttered a nasal sound. "What? Don't you understand? Go away from here, I tell you! I must undress, you devil's doll!

"Voyez-vous," cried she, "comme elle est propre, cette demoiselle Lucie? Vous aimez done cette allee, Meess?" "Yes," I said, "it is quiet and shady."

Pierre, rising, and this time speaking with her own sweet smile, "I have the honour to tell you that, with a single exception, every person in classe has offered her bouquet. For Meess Lucie, Monsieur will kindly make allowance; as a foreigner she probably did not know our customs, or did not appreciate their significance.

Granger the vision of some foreign adventurer, seeking to entangle the wealthy English "meess" in his meshes.

Desiree, the eldest girl, was reading to me some little essay of Mrs. Barbauld's, and I was making her translate currently from English to French as she proceeded, by way of ascertaining that she comprehended what she read: Madame listened. Presently, without preface or prelude, she said, almost in the tone of one making an accusation, "Meess, in England you were a governess?"

Authors who had received the prizes of the Academy for grave historical works sent her adulatory verses. "May I flirtation wid you loavely meess?" asked one of "the immortal forty," displaying his English. It grew rather annoying. I was importuned with questions, such as "Will you receive proposals of marriage for Miss St. Clair?" "What is her dowry?"

"Pardon, Meess Lucie!" cried she, in the seeming haste of an impromptu thought, "I have just recollected one more errand for you, if your good-nature will not deem itself over-burdened?"