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Chezter, the mother of Mr. Chezter as you see by the image of him in the face! I can have the boldnezz to say that, madame, biccause never in my life I di'n' see a young man so 'andsome like yo' son!" The mother blushed a lifelong failing. "At home," she said, "he's called his father's double." "Is that possible? But tha'z the way with people.
Castanado, I " "Madame hopes Mr. Chezter can at last, this evening, come at home for that reading." "Mr. Castanado, I can't! I'm mighty sorry! My whole evening's engaged. So is to-morrow's. May I come the next evening after? . . . Thank you. . . . Yes, at seven. Just the three of us, of course? Yes." Six o'clock found Chester in Ovide's bookshop.
You'll drive the large, me the small." "Hah! Tha'z a gran' scheme. At the en', dinner at Antoine', all the men chipping in! Castanado Dubroca me Mr. Chezter, eh?" "With the greatest pleasure if I'm included." "Include' hoh! By the laws of nature!" M. De l'Isle went on up-stairs. "We had a dinner like that," Beloiseau said, "only withoud the joy-ride and withoud those three Mlles.
Chezter, he's not there presently, yo' son. He's gone at St. Martinville, to the court there." "Yes, to be back to-morrow or next day. They told me in his office this forenoon. I reached the city only at eleven, train late. He didn't know I was coming. My telegram's on his desk unopened. But having time, I thought I'd see whether he's living comfortably or only fancies he is." On their way Mrs.
Scientific-ally I foun' that very interezting; but, like Mr. Chezter, I thing tha'z better art that the tom-cat be elimin-ate." "Well," said the chair, "w'at we want to settle shall we accep' that riv-ision of Mr. Chezter, to combine it in the book 'Clock in the Sky, 'Angel of the Lord, 'Holy Crozz' seem' to me that combination goin' to sell like hot cake'." "Yes!
Only, my soul! not to put in the book, no!" "Ah, no! Though as between frien', yes. And, moreover, to Mr. Chezter, yes, biccause tha'z so much abbout that Hotel St. Louis and he is so appreciative to old building'. Ah, we've notice' that incident! Tha'z the cause that we egs'ibit you our house as a relique of the pas' Yvonne! we are forgetting! those souvenir' of our in-fancy to show them!
You di'n' write him: 'Wire answer'? You muz' do that! I'll pay it myseff!" "I thought I'd wait one more day. He may have other manuscripts to consider." "Mr. Chezter, that manuscrip' is not in a prize contess; 'tis only with itseff! You di'n' say that?" "I implied it as gracefully as I could." "Ah! graze' the h-only way to write those fellow, tha'z with the big stick! 'Wire h-answer!"
"Scipion," said Castanado to a short, swarthy, broad-bearded man, "I have the honor to make you acquaint' with my friend Mr. Chezter." Chester pressed the enveloping hand of "S. Beloiseau, Artisan in Ornamental Iron-work." "Also, Mr. Chezter, Mr. Rene Ducatel; but with him you are already acquaint', I think, eh?"
Castanado, "the en'! and where is all that abbout that beautiful cat what was the proprity of Dora? Everything abbout that cat of Dora scratch out! Ah, Mr. Chezter! Yvonne and me, we find that the moze am-using part that episode of the cat that large, wonderful, mazculine cat of Dora! Ah, M'sieu' Beloiseau! and to scradge that!" But Beloiseau was judicially calm. "Yes, I rim-ember that portion.
Chezter, M. De l'Isle he's also precizely in the mi'l' of a moze overwhelming story of his own " "Hiztorical!" the aunts broke in. "Well-known! abbout old house! in the vieux carré!" "Like that circ'" the aunts fell into tears of laughter.
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