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I reached Remiremont; I went to the butcher's; I purchased five kilogrammes of dressed goods " "Of dressed goods at the butcher's!" exclaimed Madame de Bergenheim. "I would say ten pounds of what uneducated people call pork," said Rousselet, pronouncing this last word in a strangled voice. "Pass over these details," said Mademoiselle de Corandeuil. "You went to the post-office."
"You were the one," said Mademoiselle de Corandeuil, "who was sent to Remiremont yesterday? Did you perform all the commissions that were given you?" "It is not among the impossibilities, Mademoiselle, that I may have neglected some of them," replied the old man, fearing to compromise himself by a positive affirmative. "Tell us, then, what you did."
And did you not say that I sent bags of oats to Remiremont to be sold, and that, for a month, my team had steadily been getting thin? Did you ever hear anything so scandalous, Pere Rousselet? to dare to say that I endanger the lives of my horses? Did you not say that, you rascal?
Pere Issacar was a fair man and promised to furnish frames, paper, and pastels, and to pay the young girl fifteen francs for each marquise. What was better yet, he promised, if he was pleased with the first work, to order of the young artist a dozen canonesses of Remiremont and a half- dozen of royal gendarmes. I wish you could have seen those ladies when Maria went home to tell the good news.
The inhabitants of the Alsatian Ballon hills and the open valleys among them seem to think that the civilisation of great cities has been brought near enough to them, as there is already a diligence running daily from Granpere to Remiremont; and at Remiremont you are on the railway, and, of course, in the middle of everything.
"It really is very strange!" said Madame de Bergenheim, pulling the bell-rope with a vivacity which showed that she shared, if not the indignation, at least the curiosity of her aunt. A servant in green livery appeared. "Who went to Remiremont yesterday for the newspapers?" asked Mademoiselle de Corandeuil. "It was Pere Rousselet, Mademoiselle," replied the servant.
Alsace, which twenty years ago seems to have been somewhat behindhand in this respect, received her full share of Napoleon's attention, and Granpere is now placed on an excellent road which runs from the town of Remiremont on one line of railway, to Colmar on another.
I reached Remiremont; I went to the butcher's; I purchased five kilogrammes of dressed goods " "Of dressed goods at the butcher's!" exclaimed Madame de Bergenheim. "I would say ten pounds of what uneducated people call pork," said Rousselet, pronouncing this last word in a strangled voice. "Pass over these details," said Mademoiselle de Corandeuil. "You went to the post-office."
And not to seek so wide for analogies, do we not see here the handiwork of the same rude architects I have before alluded to in my Vosges travels, who flung a stone bridge across the forest gorge above Remiremont and raised in close proximity the stupendous monolith of Kirlinkin?
In spite of the uncommon appearance of the athlete, the strangers did not hesitate to accept Girdel's offer; they exchanged glances, and the soldier said: "Accepted, sir. We are strangers here, and would have surely lost ourselves. When do you expect to go?" "To-morrow morning. To-night we give a performance here, and with the dawn of day we start for Remiremont." "Good.
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