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Oreille was continually saying to his wife: "You really might be more liberal, as we have no children, and never spend our income." "You don't know what may happen," she used to reply. "It is better to have too much than too little." She was a little woman of about forty, very active, rather hasty, wrinkled, very neat and tidy, and with a very short temper.
She mended it with a piece of silk cut out of the old umbrella, which was of a different color, and the next day Oreille went off very humbly with the mended article in his hand. He put it into a cupboard, and thought no more of it than of some unpleasant recollection.
Oreille was continually saying to his wife: "You really might be more liberal, as we have no children, and never spend our income." "You don't know what may happen," she used to reply. "It is better to have too much than too little." She was a little woman of about forty, very active, rather hasty, wrinkled, very neat and tidy, and with a very short temper.
He would take the hand of one of his pupils and exclaim "main," and make each of us repeat it after him. Then he would seize an ear and cry out "oreille," and pretty hard he pinched too. If any of us cried out, it evidently afforded him infinite amusement. We, of course, gave him the name which he always afterwards kept, of Colonel Pinchard.
It is eighteen francs lost, that is all. It will not ruin us." The next morning he took a walking-stick when he went out, and, luckily, it was a fine day. Left at home alone, Mme. Oreille could not get over the loss of her eighteen francs by any means. She had put the umbrella on the dining-room table, and she looked at it without being able to come to any determination.
She remained open-mouthed, not knowing what to say next; then, suddenly recollecting that she had left out the main thing, she said hastily: "I am Mme. Oreille; we are assured in La Maternelle, and I have come to claim the value of this damage." "I only want you to have it re-covered," she added quickly, fearing a positive refusal.
Finally they returned home and became ultra fashionables. They landed here as the Hon. Patrique Oreille and family, and so are known unto this day. Laura provided seats for her visitors and they immediately launched forth into a breezy, sparkling conversation with that easy confidence which is to be found only among persons accustomed to high life.
Well after that his life hung by a thread for as much as ten days, and the minute he was out of danger Emmeline and me just went to bed sick and worn out. I never want to pass through such a time again. Poor dear Francois which leg did he break, Mrs. Oreille!" Mrs. O. "It was his right hand hind leg. Jump down, Francois dear, and show the ladies what a cruel limp you've got yet."
They were, however, very comfortably off, and had no children; but it really pained Mme. Oreille to see any money spent; it was like tearing at her heartstrings when she had to take any of those nice crown-pieces out of her pocket; and whenever she had to spend anything, no matter how necessary it might be, she slept badly the next night.
Oreille felt quite triumphant, and received a small ovation at the office with his new acquisition. When he went home in the evening his wife said to him, looking at the umbrella uneasily: "You should not leave it fastened up with the elastic; it will very likely cut the silk. You must take care of it, for I shall not buy you a new one in a hurry."
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