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"How many persons were in it?" asked Calyste. "Four, two ladies and two gentlemen." "Then saddle my horse and my father's." Gasselin departed. "My, nephew, what mischief is in you now?" said his Aunt Zephirine. "Let the boy amuse himself, sister," cried the baron. "Yesterday he was dull as an owl; to-day he is gay as a lark."
To Madame la Baronne du Guenic: Dear Mamma, When you come to Paris, as you allow us to hope you will, I shall thank you in person for the beautiful present by which you and my aunt Zephirine and Calyste wish to reward me for doing my duty. I was already well repaid by my own happiness in doing it.
"Don't ask me what I think, dear; I cannot keep my eyes open when any one begins to read aloud." "I hope that Nais will not give us poetry often in the evenings," said Francis. "If I am obliged to attend while somebody reads aloud after dinner, it upsets my digestion." "Poor dearie," whispered Zephirine, "take a glass of eau sucree."
The Priory excuses him on the ground that his intellectuals are not strong he has spent most of his life in Africa, and there taken a couple of sunstrokes. Zephirine follows him about like a dog. The pair are mighty hunters of truffles, in the season.
We were three in the orchard below the Priory; or four, counting the pig who is a sow, by the way, and by name Zephirine. Brother Marc Antoine looks after her; a gleeful old fellow of eighty, with a twinkling eye, a scandalously dirty soutane, and a fund of anecdote not always sedate.
"Take in our names, all the same," said the tall Cointet; and feeling sure of his position, he followed immediately behind the servant and introduced his companion to the elaborately-affected Zephirine, who was breakfasting in company with M. Francis du Hautoy and Mlle. de la Haye. M. de Senonches had gone, as usual, for a day's shooting over M. de Pimentel's land.
Ignorant he might be, as Felicite had told him, of the tricks of thought of the jesters of the press, but one thing he knew Love was the human religion. When his mother saw him entering the court-yard she uttered an exclamation of joy, and Zephirine whistled for Mariotte. "Mariotte, the boy is coming! cook the fish!" "I see him, mademoiselle," replied the woman.
Bilboquet issued special instructions for apartments to be fitted up for Gringalet and Zephirine a bedchamber and small salon, both circular and sculptured, with paintings on the arches, worthy of the destined aristocratic occupants. Urged on by the sight of these preparations, he threw himself with almost frenzy into fresh literary labour. Dr.
But no sooner did he supply the missing counter than Zephirine and Jacqueline were seized with remorse; they imagined that, possibly, they themselves had forgotten their stake; they believed they doubted but, after all, the chevalier was rich enough to bear such a trifling misfortune. These dignified and noble personages had the delightful pettiness of suspecting each other.
"Well, the first gentleman of the Bedchamber followed his master soon. I shall go next." "My dear, my dear!" said his wife, gently tapping the bony calloused hand of her husband. "Let him say what he likes, sister," said Zephirine; "as long as I am above ground he can't be under it; I am the elder." A gay smile played on the old woman's lips.
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