United States or Saint Pierre and Miquelon ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
But they do work him most awfully hard, you know; they have women in each day to help with the cleaning, but that poor lad does everything else everything, that is, that the Poulains don't do themselves." "What is it that you can't make them understand?" asked Senator Burton indulgently. "Tell us what it is you want to ask them?"
Dampier that you no longer believe the Poulains' story?" "No," said Senator Burton a little sternly. "You are to say nothing of the sort, Gerald. I have only known this girl three days I have known the Poulains nine years. Of course it's a great relief to me to learn that Mrs.
Someone ought, of course, to be there to represent her." He jerked the words out with a touch of defiance in his voice. "I'm sorry she did that," said the Senator coldly. "And I think, Gerald, you should have consulted me before consenting to do so. You see, our position with regard to the Poulains is a delicate one " "Delicate?" repeated Gerald quickly. "How do you mean, father?"
His kind, fatherly heart went out to her with a good deal of affection, and yes, of esteem. She had behaved with wonderful courage and good sense and with dignity too, when one remembered the extraordinary position in which she had been placed with regard to the Poulains. The Poulains?
But that was quite as good, for they, thank heaven! spoke English. She could ask them to be her interpreters with those extraordinary Poulains. Jack wouldn't mind her doing that. Why, he might have left quite an important message for her! She took a step forward, and the strangers stopped.
Dampier was murdered, if not by the Poulains, then by some friend of theirs in the Hotel Saint Ange. The foolish fellow has as good as said so to more than one of our officials." "I know such is Mr. Burton's theory," answered Mr. Stephens frankly, "and it is one very difficult to shake.
Senator Burton had been very much annoyed when his son had told him of what had happened the night before of how he had accused the Poulains' nephew of lying of knowing something of the Dampier affair.... He was just about to go upstairs when he saw Monsieur and Madame Poulain emerging from the porte cochere. They both looked tired, hot, and dispirited. He walked forward to meet them.
On their heads they have a montera, or cap nearly like those of our postillions, and their legs are covered by the poulains, a kind of knit buskins, or hose without feet. In short, their appearance has little or none of the savage. Their habitations are firmly built of planks, but have no chimneys, so that they are very black and sooty within.
They are sending him to the country. He's in a sad state he does nothing but cry, poor lad! I suppose he's in love I've known it take young men that way." The woman smiled, smiled as a certain type of person usually does smile when giving disagreeable or unpleasant news. "It is very awkward for the Poulains to lose the lad just now, for they are very busy.
On the one hand Senator Burton had the testimony of three trustworthy persons that the young Englishwoman had arrived alone at the hotel the night before; and against this positive testimony there was nothing but her bare word. Very, very reluctantly, he felt compelled to believe the Poulains' version of what had happened.
Word Of The Day