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Then this poacher will go to lunch and I shall get my place again. As for me, Monsieur le President, I lunch on that spot every Sunday. We bring our provisions in Delila. But there! At noon the wretch produced a chicken in a newspaper, and while he was eating, he actually caught another chub! "Melie and I had a morsel also, just a bite, a mere nothing, for our heart was not in it.

My heart beat, the perspiration stood on my forehead and Melie said to me: 'Well, you sot, did you see that?

It was delicious; there was the pungent and appetising smell of the herring which Melie had upset on the live embers, and the song of the coffee, as it passed, drop by drop, into the pot standing on the range; and when the dessert appeared some strawberries just gathered, and a cream cheese from a neighbour's dairy they gossiped and gossiped with their elbows squarely set on the table. In Paris?

I have had about ninety; I am not counting any more. Look out, I am going to hit you! "Then Melie beats a retreat. "If, on the following day, she reverts to the subject, he laughs in her face and says: "'Come, come! We have said enough. It is past. As long as I have not reached my limit there is no harm done. But if I go, past that I will allow you to correct me, my word on it!"

I have never needed help. I have used the whistle to call Dick. I whistled and whistled and whistled until I was good and mad. Then I began to yell: "Amélie Mélie Père!" and they came running out, looking frightened to death, to find me, red in the face, leaning against the wall on the Quincy side of the road. "What's the matter?" cried Amélie. "Didn't you hear my whistle?" I asked.

At the end of two months Kayerts often would say, "If it was not for my Melie, you wouldn't catch me here." Melie was his daughter. He had thrown up his post in the Administration of the Telegraphs, though he had been for seventeen years perfectly happy there, to earn a dowry for his girl. His wife was dead, and the child was being brought up by his sisters.

"What's the matter?" replied his wife from the end of the garden. "Where's Saint Blanc? I cannot find him in the wood shed." Then Melie explained it this way: "Was not that the one you took last week to stop up a hole in the rabbit hutch?" Matthew gave a start. "By thunder, that may be!" Then turning to the women, he said: "Follow me." They followed him.

"Well, we had fastened 'Delila' under the willow-trees, and had landed and were fishing side by side, Melie and I, close to the two others; but here, Monsieur, I must enter into details. "We had only been there about five minutes when our male neighbor's float began to go down two or three times, and then he pulled out a chub as thick as my thigh, rather less, perhaps, but nearly as big!

"What's the matter?" replied his wife from the end of the garden. "Where's Saint Blanc? I cannot find him in the wood shed." Then Melie explained it this way: "Was not that the one you took last week to stop up a hole in the rabbit hutch?" Matthew gave a start. "By thunder, that may be!" Then turning to the women, he said: "Follow me." They followed him.

"Well, we fastened Delila under the willows and had landed and were fishing side by side, Melie and I, close to the two others. But here, monsieur, I must enter into details. "We had only been there about five minutes when our neighbor's line began to jerk twice, thrice; and then he pulled out a chub as thick as my thigh; rather less, perhaps, but nearly as big!