The Curly-Haired Hen by Auguste Vimar
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He was driving himself, and on his left sat a young and pretty woman, exquisitely dressed in white. The newcomers were at once shown into the huge kitchen, which served also as a reception room. On the hearth burned a small bundle of scented herbs which filled the whole room with fragrance. Yollande was sitting in her usual place. "Well, Madame, have you at last decided to let me have the curly-haired hen?" Mother Etienne neither moved nor answered. "See here, Madame, I offer you $4,000, $6,000, $8,000," and so saying he took from a red morocco pocketbook in banknotes the sums he mentioned, and spread them out on the table before the astonished eyes of Mother Etienne and Germaine. Mother Etienne still shook her head in refusal. Germaine, driven wild by this sight, began to exclaim: "Yes, sir,--yes, Madame. Yes, sir,--yes, Madame," and threw herself into the arms first of the American, and then of Mother Etienne, who still remained obdurate. Miss Booum, taking Mother Etienne's hand, said coaxingly: "You can safely trust her to me. I will take care of her myself, Madame. With us she will become famous throughout the world. All the newspapers will speak of her. From your poultry-yard she will come |
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