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"He said I was to tell you, Daisy my dear, and I hope you will be a good child and take it as you ought but dear me! how she is growing," said Mrs. Gary, turning to Mme. Ricard; "I cannot talk about Daisy as a 'child' much longer. She's tall." "Not too tall," said madame. "No, but she is going to be tall. She has a right; her mother is tall, and her father.
"Impossible!" cried Simon, "she'll never come around me, and as long as I have my eyes open, she and her brood will never get away. No one can come down the staircase without my hearing and seeing it, for you know my rooms are near the stairs, and the door is always open and I am always there, and then there is the turnkey Ricard, who watches the door that leads to the court like a cerberus.
Under the shade of the great columns, before those fine old sphinxes, my words and myself seemed very small. I sat down in my place again, glad that the reading was over. But there was a little buzz; then a dead expectant silence; then Mme. Ricard arose. My composition had been the last one.
We all went to church of course, under the care of one or other of the teachers; and we had our choice where to go. Miss Babbitt went to a Presbyterian church. Miss Maria to a high Episcopal. Mme. Jupon attended a little French Protestant chapel; and Mlle. Géneviève and Mme. Ricard went to the Catholic church. The first Sunday I had gone with them, not knowing at all whither.
She had no more manners than a school-girl talking incoherently, giggling at everything and nothing, and mimicking the most serious persons of rank. General de Ricard, who knew her then, tells in his monograph of the private theatricals in which Pauline took part, and of the sport which they had behind the scenes. He says: The Bonaparte girls used literally to dress us.
Louder and louder grew the contention; and when Ricard was endeavoring again to put the papers into his pocket, the two soldiers rushed at him to prevent it. Marguerite tried to come to his assistance, and in the effort, overthrew a little table which stood in the middle of the room, on which was a water-bottle and some glasses.
Ricard's figure going slowly down the rooms. She was in the uttermost contrast to all her household. Ladylike always, and always dignified, her style was her own, and I am sure that nobody ever felt that she had not enough. Yet Mme. Ricard had nothing about her that was conformed to the fashions of the day.
Ricard and his division advanced with a view to discover them, but they only found, in a turn of the road, two French batteries abandoned, with their ammunition, and in the neighbouring field a horde of wretched Cossacks, who immediately fled, terrified at their audacity in setting fire to them, and at the noise they had made.
Daisy, my dear, I do believe you are going to look like your mother. You'll be very handsome if you do. And yet, you look different " "Miss Randolph will not shame anybody belonging to her," said Mme. Ricard, graciously. "Well, I suppose not," said my aunt. "I was going to tell you what your father said, Daisy.
"I am very much obliged to you, ma'am," I began, when a little burst of laughter stopped me. It came from all the teachers; even Mme. Ricard was smiling. "You are out for once, Géneviève," she said. "La charmante!" said Mme. Jupon. "Voyez l'a plomb!" "No, you don't want me," said Mlle. Géneviève, nodding. "Go you'll do." I went back to the upper room and presently tea was served.
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