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There were elegant silk dresses, with lovely sashes of every color " Just here Effie couldn't help saying "O!" for she had a weakness for sashes. Lill looked stern, and put a warning hand over her mouth, and went on. "There was everything that the most fashionable doll could want, growing in the greatest profusion.
"Please, sir," said a new maid in place of one who had gone home fever struck and had died "yo' lady saunt me fo' to tell you yo' little boy a sett'n on de back steps an' sayin' his head does ache him, an' she wish you'd 'ten' to him, 'caze she cayn't leave his lill' sisteh, 'caze she threaten with convulsion'." Mrs. Fontenette and the maid silently ran in ahead of me; I went first to the mother.
"Miché, she's a lill' hangel!" exclaimed Madame Delphine, with a look of distress. "Yez; I teg kyah 'v 'er, lag my h-own. I mague you dad promise." "But" There was something still in the way, Madame Delphine seemed to think. The banker waited in silence. "I suppose you will want to see my lill' girl?" He smiled; for she looked at him as if she would implore him to decline.
He allowed a few moments more to pass, and then asked: "N'est-ce-pas, Madame Delphine? Daz ze way, ain't it? "No, Père Jerome, no. My daughter oh, Père Jerome, I bethroath my lill' girl to a w'ite man!" And immediately Madame Delphine commenced savagely drawing a thread in the fabric of her skirt with one trembling hand, while she drove the fan with the other. "Dey goin' git marry."
I tightened my grasp upon it; it was round, and as I discovered by laying my other hand upon its top, hollow. Struck by a sudden thought I bent my face down, and whispered again into the hole, "Who is there?" afterwards turning my ear upon it. "Massa Bold, lill Missy sends a letter." The words came clearly up the tube. "Me poke it up," said the voice again.
When I handed him the hummingbird he held it tenderly in his wide palm, and as I was wondering to myself how so huge a hand as that could manipulate frail and tiny things and bring forth delicate results, he looked into my face and asked, with a sort of magisterial gentleness: "How she git kill', dat lill' bird?" I told him.
Anyhow, I was to be beneath the same roof, and I thought matters would come right in the end. My uncle led the way into a cool half-darkened room, where I was introduced to an aunt, of whose existence I was not aware, inasmuch as she was the lately married widow of a neighbouring planter. Then I heard my uncle say: "Not lying down, Lill? All right again? Glad of it!
"I nevva know dad, Madame Carraze. She's a lill small gal?" Mothers forget their daughters' stature. Madame Delphine said: "Yez." For a few moments neither spoke, and then Monsieur Vignevielle said: "I will do dad." "Lag she been you' h-own?" asked the mother, suffering from her own boldness. "She's a good lill' chile, eh?"
I goin' fedge 'im. H-ondly you go h-open you' owze." Madame Delphine looked down, twining her handkerchief among her fingers. He repeated his proposition. "You will come firz by you'se'f?" she asked. "Iv you wand." She lifted up once more her eye of faith. That was her answer. "Come," he said, gently, "I wan' sen' some bird ad you' lill' gal."
"Bress you, Mas'r, for dat ar," Mandy Ann began, but the Colonel stopped her by saying, "You are young to be keeping company." "I'se 'most as ole as Miss Dory when lill chile was born," was the reply, which silenced the Colonel with regard to her age.
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