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(1852) [MARC] Author: Emilie Flygare-Carlén Translator: Alex L. Krause
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156 THE SKJUTS-BOY.
crowd surrounding our hero. «We had hardly received the
#’umour of your mournful end, when, with one of your most inti-
mate friends, we went to your apartment, where we persuaded
the servant to adroit us. What happened farther, your empty
bottles will tell you."
As the affair had taken such a turn, De Goesse laughed also:
but wished to know how anybody could bave entertained the
foolish idea, that he, who loved nothing mors than his life, should
bave shot himself.
"I will relate that fo you in confidence," replied the lieu-
tenant, drawing the chamberlain out of the room. "L?nex-
pectedly an unpleasant rumour bas been set afloat. They said
ttmt you had proposed this morning fo Miss de Dressen, but
had been jilted, and therefore, in despair had–you understand
"That is scandalous–insulting my honour–to spread such a
report," exclaimed De Goesse, almost weeping with vexation.
"To make me the general laughing-stock of the town. I should
lmve proposed–yes, the devil. I didn’t think of if by a hundred
toiles. The lieutenant-colonel desired to borrow money from me.
Lord ! what stories; one ought fo weep for me ; and Amelia, my
divine Amelia, will not grant me the slightest glance of favour,
since the whole world says that I had adored ber immortal charms
in such a fiery manner. Give me your advice, dearest friend, you
are a mi]itm T man, and understand such aff.#irsnwhat shall I do ?"
The lieutenant was at the end of his bathing season, but was
unable to depart, because he did not bave the requisite funds,
and had already formed all kinds of plans, fo mend his bad posi-
tion by a loan, or fo run away. Goesse’s las# words, however,
opened to him the very favourable hope, that he would hOt only
be able fo leave the bathing-place, but could count upon the
prolongation of his pleasures during tho summer. :He kept
silent for awhfle, assuming an air of importance, and then said,
quickly#

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