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"Oh!-h!" breathlessly, "'h! M'sieur Frowenf' you walkin' so faz!" "Oh!" echoed Frowenfeld, "I did not know what I was doing." "Ha, ha, ha!" laughed the lady, "me, too, juz de sem lag you! attendez; wait." They halted; a moment's deft manipulation of a veil turned it into a wrapping for her neck. "'Sieur Frowenfel', oo dad man was? You know 'im?"

"No, but juz' run quick out the back door and fron' gate and holla 'fire'! Go!" At the crack of the door she listened after him while her sister crowded close, whispering: "Ah, pauvre Aline, always wise! Like us, silent! And tha'z after all the bravezt!" In a moment Cupid was back, less frozen yet trembling: "She am' dah. Seem' like 'tis her leave de do' opem." "Her clothes they are gone?"

Bison, yo' bwead is deztyned to be the bwead; and I tell you how 'tis with me, I juz gladly eat yo' bwead eve'y time I kin git it! Mr. Bison, in fact you don't know me ve'y intimitly, but you will oblige me ve'y much indeed to baw me five dollahs till tomaw save me fum d'awing a check!" The German thrust his hand slowly and deeply into his pocket.

Jules, me boy, juz the man to make complete the game! Posson Jone', it was a specious providence! I win in t'ree hours more dan six hundred dollah! Look." He produced a mass of bank-notes, bons, and due-bills. "And you got the pass?" asked the parson, regarding the money with a sadness incomprehensible to Jules. "It is here; it take the effect so soon the daylight."

"Victorine, I could go with you in that boat, if only I could be for one minute in that old empty front room alone." Victorine halted and sadly tossed a hand: "Ah! h-amptee, yes, both the front and the back till yes-the-day! This morning, the front, no! Juz' sinze laz' week they 'ave brick' up bitwin them cloze by that burned hole, to make of the front an office, and now the front 't is o'cupy!"

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!

The two guests looked at each other with a growing drollery on either face, and presently broke into a laugh. "Ah!" said the doctor, as the three rose up, "you juz kip dad cog-an'-bull fo' yo' negs summon." Père Jerome's eyes lighted up "I goin' to do it!" "I tell you," said Evariste, turning upon him with sudden gravity, "iv dad is troo, I tell you w'ad is sure-sure!