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This was in March, and one evening a couple of days later, as Wilson was about re-entering his shanty at the close of his day's work, he was confronted by two stalwart Indians, who greeted him pleasantly. "How d'e do? How d'e do?" he said in reply. "Come in. Come in and take a snack." The Indians entered and sat silently while he put some food on the table.
He had been a captain in the Union Army of Volunteers, and was plainly a man of inflexible purpose and resolution. "How d'e do, gentlemen?" he called pleasantly, as he reined in his foaming broncho. "Nice day." "Mighty purty. Light off, cap'n, an' shake hands with my brother Dan'l."
Gilfleur, the French detective, with whom he had been associated on his cruise some months before, he did not appear at all different from most of those who listened to Captain Sullendine. He had laid aside his gentlemanly gait and bearing, and acted as though he had lately joined the "awkward squad." "How d'e?" called the orator to him, as he saw him join the group of listeners.
I quite understand your position with regard to the Contessina, and hers towards you, but I sincerely hope that in the end you may be good friends. I appreciate very much the effort you both made this afternoon to overcome your mutual antipathy. Thank you. G. d'E." Lamberti read the note three times before the truth dawned upon him, and he at last understood what Guido meant.
An old friend, a man of heart and of talent, M. Henry d'E , had offered me a refuge in rooms which he occupied in the Rue Richelieu; these rooms adjoining the Théâtre Français, were on the first floor of a house which, like M. Grévy's residence, had an exit into the Rue Fontaine Molière. I went there. M. Henry d'E being from home, his porter was awaiting me, and handed me the key.
I didn't know you; you're like a sweep. Yes, by George! and I stumped you and got it back on you. How are you? Rogers, this is a gentleman of the King's navee Charley Smith, Elphinstone Rogers." "How d'e do? Rummy machine, what!" said Captain Rogers. "Yes, by George!" said Hawley. "What's your little game?" "I've got seven days' leave, and am off big game hunting.
He begged my pardon for disturbing me; but he wished to consult me about something he considered of great importance. He looked disheveled and careworn, even at this early hour, as if he had not slept all night. Would I be willing to help Count d'E in our duet, and sing a part of his music? Otherwise, he was sure it would never go.
The Comte d'E , who was what is called 'enfant d'honneur' to the Dauphin, and about fourteen years of age, came into the Dauphin's apartments, one evening, with his bag-wig snatched off, and his ruffles torn, and said that, having walked rather late near the piece of water des Suisses, he had been attacked by two robbers; that he had refused to give them anything, drawn his sword, and put himself in an attitude of defence; that one of the robbers was armed with a sword, the other with a large stick, from which he had received several blows, but that he had wounded one in the arm, and that, hearing a noise at that moment, they had fled.
It only speaks of a certain Monsieur d'E." "Oh, there is no doubt about it, I am afraid. His aunt, 'a certain Princess, his father 'one of the great of the earth. It could not be any one else." "I should like to kill the people who write such things!" Cecilia was righteously angry.
"Land sakes! did I scare ye? Seem so, way ye yelled," said a high-keyed nasal voice, and a tall woman came in, followed by an equally stalwart man. "How d'e do, Mrs. Folsom? My wife, Mr. Folsom." Folsom's voice was lost in the bustle of getting settled, but Mrs. Folsom's voice rose above the clamor. "I was tellin' him it was about time we got neighborly.
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