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This occupied some time, and Zac interrupted her with many questions. At length, having told her story, Margot turned away. This startled Zac. "What!" said he; "you're not a goin' to leave me!" and poor Zac's voice was like a wail of despair. "Why, what ees eet posseeble to do? I moos go to ma maitresse." "But-but what'll become of me?" mourned Zac. "I may never see you again." Margot sighed.
Maitresse Aimable again nodded, and her arm drew closer about Guida. There was a slight pause, then came an unsophisticated question: "Has Jean always loved you?" A short silence, and then the voice said with the deliberate prudence of an unwilling witness: "It is not the man who wears the wedding-ring."
"Ah, decidedly," said M. Pigeonneau, "you young Americans are droll!" I should have suspected that these two ladies would not especially commend themselves to Madame Beaurepas; that as a maitresse de salon, which she in some degree aspired to be, she would have found them wanting in a certain flexibility of deportment.
So it chanced that soon only Maitresse Aimable came she who asked no questions, desired no secrets and Dormy Jamais. Dormy had of late haunted the precincts of the Place du Vier Prison, and was the only person besides Maitresse Aimable whom Guida welcomed. His tireless feet went clac-clac past her doorway, or halted by it, or entered in when it pleased him.
At last she yawned, showing the formidable apparatus of her teeth and pointed tongue, rough as a file. "A regular petite maitresse," thought the Frenchman, seeing her roll herself about so softly and coquettishly. She licked off the blood which stained her paws and muzzle, and scratched her head with reiterated gestures full of prettiness.
Had we been writing novels instead of authentic histories, we might have carried them anywhere else we chose: and we had a great mind to make Hayes philosophising with Bolingbroke, like a certain Devereux; and Mrs. Catherine maitresse en titre to Mr.
J'avais vingt ans, une folle maitresse, De francs amis et l'amour des chansons Bravant le monde et les sots et les sages, Sans avenir, riche de mon printemps, Leste et joyeux je montais six etages. Dans un grenier qu'on est bien a vingt ans! C'est un grenier, point ne veux qu'on l'ignore.
They were dismissing the probabilities as to who would become possessed of her, and the certainty that she would be the maitresse of whoever did; they were waxing warmer in their eulogium of her beauty, and beginning to lay wagers on the result of the sale, when all at once the clack of their conversation ceased, and two or three cried out "Voila! voila! elle vient!"
Guida's face crimsoned. What how much did Maitresse Aimable know? By what necromancy had this fat, silent fisher-wife learned the secret which was the heart of her life, the soul of her being which was Philip? She was frightened, but danger made her cautious. "Can you guess who it is?" she asked, without replying directly to the oblique charge.
Mrs. The last tribune left! "Is it not romantic?" cried Mrs. Lawrence, and was all eyes and ears. But prosaic Duke di Ripalda said, "How can he say he is the last of the Rienzis, when he has a married brother who has prospects of a small tribune of his own?" ROME, April, 1875. Mrs. I call Miss Polk la maitresse demoiselle, because she rules every one with a high and masterful hand.
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