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And yet he is a Saint-Gre, Monsieur, and I cannot refuse him. It is the miniature of Mademoiselle Helene de Saint-Gre, the daughter of the Marquis, sent to Mamselle 'Toinette, his sister, from France. How he has obtained it I know not." "Ah!" I exclaimed sharply, the explanation of the scene of which I had been a witness coming to me swiftly.
The day was wonderfully soft and mild for December, and shortly after breakfast Toinette threw her golf-cape about her shoulders and stepped out upon the piazza to see if the fresh air would blow away the mental vapors hovering about her, for she felt not unlike a ship at sea without a compass.
Last time I saw her she was only about knee-high to a grasshopper, but I suspect I shall find a young lady now, and have to be introduced to her." At the sound of his voice Toinette arose to her feet, her color coming and going, and her heart beating so loudly that she was sure he could hear it.
Besides, I haven't seen the boys in a 'blue moon, and I think it high time I took them to task, for they haven't been to call upon us in an age. Give an account of yourselves, young sirs. Before very long there is going to be a dance at a house I could mention, and you don't want to be forgotten by the hostess, do you?" Toinette and Cicely found it difficult to believe themselves awake.
And if he could not tell 'Toinette, then no other soul in the universe should know. So he simply tossed his shoulders, and, going back to the window, looked out of it, to hide the something of triumph which had stolen into his face. Truth to tell, he was obsessed with a feeling that something was going to happen, and happen soon.
He immediately went to them privately and engaged to pay them for what they supplied Toinette with. Things went on in this way for several months. The young dressmaker continued out of work, until she was at last frightened at the bills she had contracted with the shopkeepers. When she came to an explanation with them, everything was discovered.
Gre had explained to me the horrors of the indigo pest and the futility of sugar raising, he turned to his daughter. "'Toinette, where is Madame Clive?" he asked. The girl looked up, startled into life and interest at once.
Although so unlike in disposition, as well as position, a warm regard had sprung up between them, and Toinette spent many hours watching Helen work away at her drawing. The girl's ambition was to illustrate, and there was hardly a girl in the school who had not posed for her, and the drawings in her sketch-book were excellent.
The French puzzled her and it was tiresome to have to consult a dictionary. So Sally lay still for a few moments listening to Mère 'Toinette singing the Marseillaise in a cracked old voice as she went about her work downstairs. Finally, stretching in a characteristically indolent fashion, Sally rose and walked over to a window. She could only see through one small opening.
"Most of them are sharp as two sticks," replied Ethel, "but they never let on. There is only one who makes the boast that she has never been deceived by any girl, and we've all been just wild to play her some trick, only we've never yet hit upon a really good one." "You ought to get Toinette to do the scene from 'Somnambula," said Cicely, laughing. "What is it? What is it?
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