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He succeeded in making Mme. de Brecourt seize this nuance; she embraced the idea with her quick inflammability. "Yes," she said, "we must insist on their positive, not on their negative merits: their infinite generosity, their untutored, their intensely native and instinctive delicacy. Ah their charming primitive instincts we must work those!"
Then, wretched girl, you're at the bottom of ALL!" cried Mme. de Brecourt, flinging herself away, falling back on the sofa, prostrate there and covering her face with her hands. "He told me he told me when I went with him to the studio!" Francie asseverated loud. "But he seems to have printed more." "MORE? I should think so!" And Mme. de Brecourt rebounded, standing before her.
She was aware of being a good deal less accessible than the previous spring, for Mesdames de Brecourt and de Cliche the former indeed more than the latter occupied many of her hours.
Don't be afraid!" broke in high derision from Mme. de Cliche. "Did HE send you the paper?" her young friend went on to Mr. Probert. "It was not directed in his hand," M. de Brecourt pronounced. "There was some stamp on the band it came from the office." "Mr. Flack is that his hideous name? must have seen to that," Mme. de Brecourt suggested. "Or perhaps Florine," M. de Cliche interposed.
But what was more touchingly candid even than this in Gaston's view was the attitude of the good gentleman and his daughters toward the others, Mesdames de Douves, de Brecourt and de Cliche and their husbands, who had now all filed before them.
Give that up; you might as well first as last, for the girl's an exquisite fact, she'll PREVAIL, and it will be better to accept her than to let her accept you." Mme. de Brecourt asked him if Miss Dosson had a fortune, and he said he knew nothing about that. Her father certainly must be rich, but he didn't mean to ask for a penny with her.
Dosson perhaps to call personally, and not simply through the medium of the visits paid by his daughters to their wives, on Messieurs de Brecourt and de Cliche? Once when this subject came up in George Flack's presence the old man said he would go round if Mr. Flack would accompany him. "All right, we'll go right along!" Mr.
"Not when you know her. Besides, that has nothing to do with Francie. You couldn't find words enough a moment ago to express that Francie's exquisite, and now you'll be so good as to stick to that. Come feel it all; since you HAVE such a free mind." "Do you call her by her little name like that?" Mme. de Brecourt asked, giving him another cup of tea. "Only to you. She's perfectly simple.
"I see, I see," he repeated with appreciation. "You make me feel quite as if I were in the grand old monde." One day at noon, shortly before the time for which Gaston had announced his return, a note was brought Francie from Mme. de Brecourt. It caused her some agitation, though it contained a clause intended to guard her against vain fears.
Mme. de Brecourt liked his particular room in the old house in the Cours la Reine; it reminded her of her mother's life and her young days and her dead brother and the feelings connected with her first going into the world.
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