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The amazing success of this one was not remarkable if, as some critics now believe, at least a third of the text was by Diderot. However this may be, the position of Raynal as a man of letters immediately became a foremost one, and such was the vogue of a second edition published over his name in 1780 that the authorities became alarmed.
A stranger comes and takes her away from me as if she was I don't know what; his portmanteau; takes her to Egypt, oh! oh! oh!" Raynal comforted her. "What, do you think I am such a brute as to take that delicate creature about fighting with me? why, the hot sand would choke her, to begin. No. You don't take my manoeuvre. I have no family; I try for a wife that will throw me in a mother and sister.
She asked Raynal very timidly if he had reflected. "On what?" said he. "About taking me to Egypt." "No: I have not given it a thought since I said 'no." "Yet permit me to say that it is my duty to be by your side, my husband." And she colored at this word, being the first time she had ever used it. Raynal was silent.
And, besides the five-franc pieces she gave the infants to hold, these visits of Madame Raynal were always followed by one from Jacintha with a basket of provisions on her stalwart arm, and honest Sir John Burgoyne peeping out at the corner. Kind and beneficent as she was, her temper deteriorated considerably, for it came down from angelic to human.
"Yes, Rose de Beaurepaire Rose Dujardin that ought to be, and that is to be, if you please." "One word, monsieur: is it of Rose we have been talking all this time?" Raynal nearly lost his temper at this question, and the cold, contemptuous tone with which it was put; but he gulped down his ire. "It is," said he. "One question more. Did she tell you I had I had"
Besides, you will find I have taken care of you; nobody shall come and turn you out of your quarters, even though Jean Raynal should be dead; I have got to meet Picard at Riviere's on that very business I am off." He was gone as brusquely as he came. "Mother! sister!" cried Josephine, "help me to love this man."
Raynal after a long and tiring talk with his mother, as he called her, looked at his watch, and in a characteristic way coolly announced his immediate departure, this being the first hint he had given them that he was not come back for good. The baroness was thunderstruck. Rose and Josephine pressed one another's hands, and had much ado not to utter a loud cry of joy.
CORNEILLE had his particular seat in the theatre, and the audience would rise to salute him when he entered. At the presence of RAYNAL in the House of Commons, the Speaker was requested to suspend the debate till that illustrious foreigner, who had written on the English parliament, was accommodated with a seat.
Raynal stood like a rock: he was pale, and drew his breath audibly, but not a word. Then came a sight scarce less terrible than Josephine's despair. The baroness, looking and moving twenty years older than an hour before, tottered across the room to Raynal.
Perhaps it is as well she did; for I I did not know what to think; it looked ugly; but while she lay at our feet insensible, I forced the truth from Rose; she owned the boy was hers." While Raynal told him this strange story, Camille turned hot and cold.
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