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And coming accrozz, the father ship-fever die', and arriving, the passage is pay by the devil know' who'. "Then my father he tell them that chile muz' be orpheline at two-three year', biccause while seeming so white she never think she wasn' black. "And so my father, coming ad that village the moz' unhappy in the worl', he went away negs day the moz' happy.
And if Aline she marrie' and we, we join that asylum doubtlezz Aline she'll be rij-oice' to combine with us to leave that lovely proprity ad the lazt to the church! Biccause, you know, to take that to heaven with us, tha'z impossible, and the church tha'z the nearez' we can come." Odd as the moment seemed for them, tears rolled down their smiling faces.
"I reckon if I don't know no short-cut, nobody else does," Lee remarked, whereupon Doret spoke up reassuringly: "Dere's no use gettin' scare' lak' dat, biccause nobody knows w'ere Lee's creek she's locate' but John an' me, an' dere's nobody w'at knows he mak' de strike but us four."
"Ladies an' gentlemen," said M. Castanado, "we are on a joy-ride." "An' we 'ave reason!" his wife exclaimed. "Biccause hope!" Mme. Alexandre put in. "Yes!" said Dubroca. "That manuscrip' is not allone receive'; sinze more than a week 'tis rittain', whiles they dillib-rate; and the chateau what dillib-rate' you know, eh? M'sieu' De l'Isle, I move you we go h-on."
Aline a note from De l'Isle sol-iciting if she and Mélanie will go at matinée with him and Dubroca. And when mademoiselle bigin to make egscuse' Mélanie implore' her to go, biccause Mme. Alexandre say no Creole girl cann' go juz' with one man, or even with two. 'And mamma she's right, Mélanie say with tear', 'even in that Am'erican way they got a limit, and same time I'm perishing to go!
And mademoiselle she ag-ree' to that if Mélanie she'll tell that whole story also to her mother; biccause mademoiselle she see what a hole that put them both in, her and Mélanie, when she, mademoiselle, is bound to know he's paying, De l'Isle, all his real intention' to herseff. And Mélanie she's in agonie and say no-no-no! but if mademoiselle will tell it, yes!
"To receive and discuss the judgment of their " "The suggestions," Chester amended. "The judgment and suggestion' of their counsel, how tha'z best to publish the literary treasure they've foun' and which has egspand' from one story to three or four. Biccause the one which was firzt acquire' is laztly turn' out to be the only one of a su'possible incompat' eh in-com-pat-a-bil-ity to the others."
"Corinne, chére, ought not one of us to go, yo'seff? to spare her feelings from that li'l' negro? You don' think one of us ought to go, yo'seff?" "No, to sen' him, that is to spare those feel' listen! . . . Ah, Yvonne, grâce au ciel, she's there!" They frankly wept. "Thangg the good God!" "Yvonne, chère, you know, we are the cause of this. 'Tis biccause juz' you and me.
If only you keep him for the back-ground; biccause in the mind of every-body tha'z where he is, and that way he has the advantage to ril-ate those storie' together and " Mademoiselle came. Her arrival, reception, installation near the hostess and opposite Chester are good enough untold.
'Biccause I'll tak' 'im down to Flambeau for Necia Gale, w'at never had no dress lak' dat in all her life. Wal, sir, dat Marie Bourgette, she's hear of you before, an' your dad, too mos' all dose Cheechakos know 'bout Old Man Gale so she say: "'Wat lookin' kind of gal is dis Necia? An' I tell her all 'bout you. Wen I'm t'rough she say:" "'But maybe your little frien' is more bigger as I am.
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