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“Don’t say that, Tite ma?tresse , all the world loves you-it isn’t only Marie Louise. But no. You must remember the last time poor Monsieur Jér?me moved me, and said with a laugh that I can never forget, ‘well, Grosse tante , I know we have got you far enough this time out of danger,chanel bags cheap,’ away back in Dumont’s field you recollect? I said then, Marie Louise will move no more,cheap jordans; she’s too old. If the good God does not want to take care of me, then it’s time for me to go.”
“Ah but, Grosse tante , remember-God does not want all the trouble on his own shoulders,” Thérèse answered humoring the woman, in her conception of the Deity. “He wants us to do our share, too.”
“Well, I have done my share. Nothing is going to harm Marie Louise. I thought about all that, do not fret. So the last time Père Antoine passed in the road-going down to see that poor Pierre Pardou at the Mouth-I called him in, and he blessed the whole house inside and out, with holy water-notice how the roses have bloomed since then-and gave me medals of the holy Virgin to hang about. Look over the door, Tite ma?tresse , how it shines, like a silver star.”
“If you will not have your cabin removed, Grosse tante , then come live with me. Old Hatton has wanted work at Place-du-Bois, the longest time. We will have him build you a room wherever you choose,cheap moncler jackets, a pretty little house like those in the city.”
“Non-non, Tite ma?tresse, Marie Louise ‘prè créver icite avé tous son butin, si faut “ (no, no, Tite ma?tresse , Marie Louise will die here with all her belongings if it must be).
The servants were instructed that when their mistress was not at home at a given hour, her absence should cause no delay in the household arrangements. She did not choose that her humor or her movements be hampered by a necessity of regularity which she owed to no one. When she reached home supper had long been over.
Nearing the house she heard the scraping of Nathan’s violin, the noise of shuffling feet and unconstrained laughter. These festive sounds came from the back veranda. She entered the dining-room, and from its obscurity looked out on a curious scene. The veranda was lighted by a lamp suspended from one of its pillars. In a corner sat Nathan; serious, dignified, scraping out a monotonous but rhythmic minor strain to which two young negroes from the lower quarters-famous dancers-were keeping time in marvelous shuffling and pigeon-wings; twisting their supple joints into astonishing contortions and the sweat rolling from their black visages. A crowd of darkies stood at a respectful distance an appreciative and encouraging audience. And seated on the broad rail of the veranda were Melicent and Grégoire, patting Juba and singing a loud accompaniment to the breakdown.
Was this the Grégoire who had only yesterday wept such bitter tears on his aunt’s bosom?
Thérèse turning away from the scene, the doubt assailed her whether it were after all worth while to strive against the sorrows of life that can be so readily put aside.
Part 2 Chapter 5 One Afternoon
Whatever may have been Torpedo’s characteristics in days gone by, at this advanced period in his history he possessed none so striking as a stoical inaptitude for being moved. Another of his distinguishing traits was a propensity for grazing which he was prone to indulge at inopportune moments. Such points taken in conjunction with a gait closely resembling that of the camel in the desert, might give much cause to wonder at Thérèse’s motive in recommending him as a suitable mount for the unfortunate Fanny, were it not for his wide-spread reputation of angelic inoffensiveness.