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“Be it so,” answered Mother Bunch, with heroic courage; “I will see Mdlle. Angela; I will tell you what I think of her—and that, mind you, sincerely.”
“I know it. When will you come?”
“I must ask Mdlle. de Cardoville what day she can spare sue. I will let you know.”
“Thanks, my good sister!” said Agricola warmly; then he added, with a smile: “Bring your best judgment with you—your full dress judgment.”
“Do not make a jest of it, brother,” said Mother Bunch, in a mild, sad voice; “it is a serious matter, for it concerns the happiness of your whole life.”
At this moment, a modest knock was heard at the door. “Come in,” said Mother Bunch. Florine appeared.
“My mistress begs that you will come to her, if you are not engaged,” said Florine to Mother Bunch.
The latter rose, and, addressing the smith, said to him: “Please wait a moment, Agricola. I will ask Mdlle. de Cardoville what day I can dispose of, and I will come and tell you.” So saying, the girl went out, leaving Agricola with Florine.