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No butterfly raptures for him; he devoured the one kind of facts he cared for, as a caterpillar devours leaves. How Mrs. Fontenette got Mrs. "Thorndyke-Smith" and me entangled with some six or eight others in her project for a botanizing and butterfly-chasing picnic I do not know; but she did.
Thorndyke-Smith, who was very pleasing every way, but in nothing more than in her praises of the Royal Street coterie. Next morning, in a hired car, she had Castanado and Mme. Dubroca, Beloiseau and Mme. Alexandre, not merely show but, as the ironworker said, pinching forefinger and thumb together in the air, "elucidate" to her, for hours, the vieux carré. The day's latter half brought Mlles.
Ange! a Converse Jack Eustis two Frowenfelds! a Mossy! a Hennen Bartie Sloo McVey, McStea, a De Lavillebuevre a Thorndyke-Smith and a Grandissime again! And ah! see yonder young cannoneer half-way between these two balconies and the statue beyond; that foppish boy with his hair in a hundred curls and his eyes wild with wayward ardor!
"If that news come, 'accepted, all of us we'll be so please' that we'll be compel to egsprezz that in a joy-ride! and even if 'rifused, we'll need that joy-ride to swallow the indignation." "Ah! but with whose mash-in', so it won't put uz in bankrup'cy?" "With two mash-in' the two of Thorndyke-Smith! He's offer' to borrow me those whiles he's going to be accrozz the lake.
Thorndyke-Smith tell you about that 'twas in that old hotel, at a great free-gift lottery and bazaar, lasting a week, for aid of soldiers' families, and in a balcony of the grand salon, that grandpère " the narrator ceased and smiled again. "Proposed," Chester murmured. The girl nodded. They sank to a bench, the world behind them, the stars above.
They may be no more surprising than those dear old De l'Isles, or the Prieurs, or than Mrs. Thorndyke-Smith. So let it be! Aline " "Aline-Aline!" alarmingly echoed his heart. "Aline is enough." Enough? Alas, too much!
I'll be glad to go." They went. Through that "recommend'" of Chester, got by Thorndyke-Smith for the law firm, and by him shown to M. De l'Isle, the coterie knew that the pretty lady whom they welcomed in Castanado's little parlor was of a family line from which had come three State governors, one of whom had been also his State's chief justice.
Maybe y'ought to 'ave ask' M'sieu' Thorndyke-Smith to write at yo' home-town and get you recommen'. Even a cook he's got to 'ave that or a publisher, eh?" "I've got that within reach; my law firm has it. But, pshaw!
M. De l'Isle shook his head and then a stiff finger: "I tell you! They are sicretly inquiring Thorndyke-Smith lit'ry magnet to fine out if we are truz'-worthy! And tha'z the miztake we did -not sen'ing the photograph of Mlle. Aline ad the biggening. But tha'z not yet too late; we can wire them from firz' drug-store, 'Suspen' judgment! Portrait of authorezz coming!"