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Updated: June 9, 2025
The salary? No, the salary would count for nothing in the face of such a prejudice as I had seen glitter from his eye! A strong, clever youth of twenty-three, with the world before him, and no one to support stop! Hortense Rieppe!
I paused here in my letter to Aunt Carola, and sought for some fitting expression that should characterize for her with sufficient severity the new type of deliberately worthless negro; and as I sought, my eyes wandered to the garden next door, the garden of the Cornerlys. On a bench near a shady arrangement of vines over bars sat Hortense Rieppe.
"The Wednesday following, you mean," Mrs. Weguelin corrected. "Postponed again? Dear me!" Mrs. Gregory spoke this time. "General Rieppe. Less well again, it seems." It would be like Juno to magnify a delay into a rupture. Then I had a hilarious thought, which I instantly put to the ladies. "If the poor General were to die completely, would the wedding be postponed completely?"
I did not need to hear her call him father; he was so obviously General Rieppe, the prudent hero of Chattanooga, that words would have been perfectly superfluous in his identification. I was destined upon another day to hear the tones of his voice, and thereupon may as well state now that they belonged altogether with the rest of him.
Oh, yes, to be sure, she was his intimate aunt! Where, by the way, was Miss Rieppe? By the time I had eaten my breakfast and walked up Worship Street to the post-office I was full of it all again; my searching thoughts hadn't simplified a single point.
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