Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1866-01-10
WHOLE NUMBER 523.

there was to be remarked in his cloth
ing certain recherche; his new
blouse opened on the breast, leaving
visible his shirt of red wool, fastened
by many silver buttons; the collar O
another shirt, of white linen, was turn
ed negligently over his black cravat
carelessls knotted around his neck
from his light blue velvet cap escaped
some curls of chestnut hair; boots per
fectly vanished replaced the heavy
nailed shoes of the night previous
showing a charming foot, which ap
peared still smaller as it was hall
concealed by broad trousers of olive
velveteen. This costume rather set
off the elegant figure of RodoIphe, a
rare mixture of grace, activity, and
strength.
The Ogresse was Strutting up and
down before the tavern when Rodolphe
appeared.
Your servant, young man. You
have, no doubt, come for your change
of the twenty francs 2 said she, with a
kind Of Difference, not daring to forget
that the cOnqueror of the Chourineur
had thrown upon her counter a Louis.
There's just seventeen livres ten sous
I due YOU; that is not all-some one
came to ask after you: a large man
well wrapped up; he had on his legs
immense boots, like a drum major in
citizens clothes, and on his arm there
little woman disguised like a man.
They drank some of my sealed wine
with the Chourineur.' 'Ah! they drank
with the Chourineur; and what did
he say to them p When | say they
drank, | am mistaken; they only wet
their lips in their glasses, and 4
ask you what they said to the Chouri-
ner? oh! they spoke to him about
one thing and another-Bras-Rouge,
the rain, and fine weather. Did they
know Bras-Rouge 2 On the contrary,
the ChOurineur explained to them who
he was, and how you came to have a
fight. Never mind, | don care about
that You want your change 2
Yes; and | intend to take Maria to
pass the day in the country" oh!
impossible, my boy.
'Why?' Shed never come back.
Her clothes belong to me, without
reckoning that she owes me two humid
red and twenty francs for board and
lodgings since she has been with me.
If she was not as honest as she is,
would not let her go out of my sight,
unless
Maria owes YOU two hundred and
twenty francs 2 Two hundred and
twenty francs ten sous: but what are
you going to do, my boy? you don t
say you are going to pay it? playing
my lordr 'Holdr al d Rodoiphe,
throwing eleven Louis on the counter.
Now how much do YOU ask for the
clothing YOU hire her?'
The amazed Old woman ScrutiniZed
the Louis closely, one after the other.
/ Come, come do you think [ would
give YOU bad money? send and get il
changed, and let US finish. How much
do you ask for the cIothing?' The
OgresSe, divided between the desire
OF making a good bargain, the aston
lshment at seeing a workman with 50
much money, and the fear of being
| duped. remained silent for a moment,
when she cried:
/ Her dress is worth at least-a
hundred francs. Such rags? Come.
come! you shall keep the change you
owe me from Yesterday, and | vii!
add a Louis, nothing more. To ran
som anything from youis to steal from
the poor who have a right to aims
Very we'll my boy, I'll keep my
clothes; out Of this Maria shall not
stir; am free to do with my effects
as | please. May Lucfer burn you
one Of these days, according to yom
deserts here is your money; 90 and
call Maria
The OgresSe pocketed the money
thinking that the wol kman had stolen
or inherited it; she said with an igno
ble smirk, why don't you 90 and cal
her yourself, my boy? that will give
her pleasure; for on the faith 0fMothel
Ponisse, she looked sweetly on yoI
yesterday
60 and seek her and say that | vii
take her to the country; not a wore
more. Above all, do not wish hen
to know that | have paid her debt.
why not p What, is it your business
Very well. I'd rather she shouIi
think that sheis still under my clutches.
| will you be silent VIII YOU seel
her ?" 'Oh! what a wicked look
pity those you Communications
go, | CO..
The Ogresse went up, and in a few
minutes descended. Maria will no
believe me; she become as red a
crimson when [ told her that You wer,
here; but when [ told her that w0uic
allow her to pass the day in the coun
try, [ thought she would have becom,
mad; for the first time in her life, sh
: seemed about to throw her arm
around my neck 1t was for JOY a
leaving YOU
At this moment Maria entered
dressed as she was the evening pre-
; viou8; sh e blushed on seeing RI
dolphe, and cast her eyes down in a cor
fused manner. viii you come and pas
the day with me in the country, m
child?' said Rodolphe. Willingly
Mr.. Rodolphe, since madame allow
it.. i allow it, my little kitten. on aC
count of your good conduct
4 Taking the arm of Maria, he wen
/ out of the tavern. What is the maj
t ter with you, my child?' said Rodolph
r you seem embarrassed ar
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