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Updated: June 21, 2025
"M. Vulfran told me yesterday that he had taken that girl to live at the chateau with him, and that in the future she would work in his office." "But who is the girl?" "That's what I'd like to know. I don't think your uncle knows either. He told me he wanted someone to be with him whom he could trust." "Hasn't he got us?" asked Casimir. "That is just what I said to him.
"Monsieur Vulfran is going to send him here." Perrine was about to follow them into the house when Aunt Zenobie turned upon her and stopped her. "What are you coming for?" she asked. "Do you think we need you to look after her?" "Thank you for coming," called out Rosalie to Perrine. Perrine had nothing to do but to return to the factory, which she did.
"Oh, no; she did not," replied M. Vulfran. "But if Felix drove you back?..." "As I passed the chateau I dropped her there so that she would have time to get ready for dinner." "Dinner? Oh, I suppose...." He was gasping with amazement, and for once he could not say what he did suppose. "You do nothing but 'suppose'," said M. Vulfran, tartly.
It was Perrine now who felt like crying, but catching Talouel's glance, she stiffened. It was not until they had passed out of the yard that she betrayed her emotion. "Isn't Monsieur Vulfran kind?" she said. "Yes," replied Rosalie; "he would be all right if he were alone, but with Skinny he can't be; he hasn't the time and he has a lot to think about."
"They say," she said, "that they have been to Cambrai and put up some machinery, and they got through with their work quicker than they thought they would, so they came here direct instead of going back to England and returning again." "Whose machinery were they working on at Cambrai?" asked M. Vulfran. "It was for the M. M. and E. Aveline and Company." "What were the machines?"
The question was put and the reply was given in English, but Perrine hesitated. "Why do you hesitate?" asked M. Vulfran, impatiently. "Because it's a word used in the business that I don't know," answered Perrine, timidly. "Say the word in English." "Hydraulic mangle." "That's all right," said M. Vulfran.
"In India we led a real savage life," said Perrine. "Everything around us belonged to us there, but here, I had no right to this and I was often very afraid." After M. Vulfran had inspected the little log hut he wanted to see the crèche at Maraucourt.
"Silence," commanded M. Vulfran, in a tone that admitted of no reply. "From this moment you can consider yourself dismissed from my service." "But, sir, I was going to say...." With an uplifted motion of his hand M. Vulfran stopped him and turned to his manager. "Thank you, Benoist," he said, "but I think this little girl can drive me home.
How severe M. Vulfran was with his nephew, but what a disagreeable, horrid youth was that nephew! If they had any affection for one another it certainly was not apparent. Why was it? Why wasn't this nephew kind to his old uncle, who was blind and broken down with sorrow? And why was the old man so hard with a nephew who was taking the place of his own son?
Ask them what they are standing there for, little girl." She translated the question, and the one who seemed to be the chief gave her a long answer. "Well?" asked M. Vulfran. "They are saying some things that are very difficult for me to understand." "However, try and explain to me." "They say that the floor is not strong enough to hold their machine, which weighs...."
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