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Updated: June 4, 2025
It was a conviction concerning Miss Lizzie. Near Emmy Lou in the Fourth Reader room sat a little girl named Lisa Lisa Schmit. Once Emmy Lou had seen Lisa in a doorway a store doorway hung with festoons of linked sausage. Lisa had told Emmy Lou it was her papa's grocery store. One day the air of the Fourth Reader room seemed unpleasantly freighted.
Madame Schmit, whom the king for good reasons of his own had accommodated with apartments in the palace, asked me one evening to sup with her, telling me that the king would be of the party. I accepted the invitation, and I was delighted to find the delightful Bishop Kraswiski, the Abbe Guigiotti, and two or three other amateurs of Italian literature.
However, to make quite sure, Colonel Albert ordered me to send one of my best-mounted troopers up to the line which we could distinguish in the murk: for this task I picked a bemedalled corporal named Schmit, a man of proven courage.
"Here you are," said he; "let us be off, then." On the way, he observed, "I have only fought with men of honour up to now, and I don't much care for killing a rascal; it's hangman's work." "I know," I replied, "that it's very hard to have to risk one's life against a fellow like that." "There's no risk," said Schmit, with a laugh. "I am certain that I shall kill him." "How can you be certain?"
Madame Schmit, who did not know Latin, and inherited curiosity from her mother, and eventually from Eve, asked the bishop what it meant, and he thus translated it: "They that speak not of their necessities in the presence of a king, gain more than they that are ever asking." The lady remarked that she saw nothing satirical in this.
I shall walk to and fro between these two trees, and you may walk as far if you like to do so when my turn comes to fire." Nothing could be clearer or more calmly delivered than this explanation. "But we must decide," said I, "who is to have the first shot." "There is no need," said Schmit. "I never fire first, besides, the gentleman has a right to the first shot."
De Pyene placed his friend at the proper distance and then stepped aside, and d'Ache fired on his antagonist, who was walking slowly to and fro without looking at him. Schmit turned round in the coolest manner possible, and said, "You have missed me, sir; I knew you would. Try again." I thought he was mad, and that some arrangement would be come to; but nothing of the kind.
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