Ten Years Later by Alexandre Dumas père
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look, examined the fisherman for some time, while the latter
smiled, with that smile half cunning, half silly, peculiar to French peasants. "Do you speak English?" asked Monk, in excellent French. "Ah! but badly, my lord," replied the fisherman. This reply was made much more with the lively and sharp accentuation of the people beyond the Loire, than with the slightly-drawling accent of the countries of the west and north of France. "But you do speak it?" persisted Monk, in order to examine his accent once more. "Eh! we men of the sea," replied the fisherman, "speak a little of all languages." "Then you are a sea fisherman?" "I am at present, my lord -- a fisherman, and a famous fisherman too. I have taken a barbel that weighs at least thirty pounds, and more than fifty mullets; I have also some little whitings that will fry beautifully." "You appear to me to have fished more frequently in the Gulf of Gascony than in the Channel," said Monk, smiling. "Well, I am from the south; but does that prevent me from |
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