D'Ri and I by Irving Bacheller
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The army should inform itself immediately. I think it is better
that you penetrate to the river to-morrow, if you are not afraid, to see what is between, and to return by the woods. I shall trouble you to take a letter to the General Brown. It will be ready at any hour." "At six?" I inquired. "At six, certainly, if you desire to start then," he replied. He rose and took my arm affectionately and conducted me to the big drawing-room. Two of the ladies were singing as one played the guitar. I looked in vain for the Misses de Lambert. The others were all there, but they had gone. I felt a singular depression at their absence and went to my room shortly to get my rest, for I had to be off early in the morning. Before going to bed, however, I sat down to think and do some writing. But I could not for the life of me put away the thought of the young ladies. They looked alike, and yet I felt sure they were very different. Somehow I could not recall in what particular they differed. I sat a time thinking over it. Suddenly I heard low voices, those of women speaking in French; I could not tell from where they came. "I do wish she would die, the hateful thing!" said one. (It must be understood these words are more violent in English than they seem in French.) "The colonel is severe to-night," said another. "The colonel--a fine baroness indeed--vieille tyran! I cannot love |
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