Ernest comforted himself as regards this last source of anxiety, but as regards the other, he began to feel as though, if he was to be saved, a good Samaritan must hurry up from somewhere 鈥?he knew not whence. AND now I must bring my story to a close. 鈥淢ais qu鈥檈st-ce que cela veut dire?鈥?cried F茅lise, with pretty mouth agape. Ernest was a little shocked. 鈥淎t any rate,鈥?he said laughingly, 鈥淚 don鈥檛 write poetry.鈥? 国产成 人 综合 亚洲_电影天堂 The young people laughed heartily as Machecawa stamped and danced and sang a strange monotonous song. Not a muscle of his face betrayed fun or amusement. He went through with it all as gravely and seriously as though he were about to rush into conflict with his enemies, the inevitable whoop terminating the ludicrous performance. Fortinbras beamed on him. 鈥淵ou do owe something to me, don鈥檛 you?鈥? Several days passed. The party had not sighted anything in the way of large game, though they had discovered numerous evidences that the neighborhood was frequented by moose. I went to the door, and, sure enough, there were both Theobald and Christina. I could not refuse to let them in and was obliged to listen to their version of the story, which agreed substantially with Ernest鈥檚. Christina cried bitterly 鈥?Theobald stormed. After about ten minutes, during which I assured them that I had not the faintest conception where their son was, I dismissed them both. I saw they looked suspiciously upon the manifest signs that someone was breakfasting with me, and parted from me more or less defiantly, but I got rid of them, and poor Ernest came out again, looking white, frightened, and upset. He had heard voices, but no more, and did not feel sure that the enemy might not be gaining over me. We sported the oak now, and before long he began to recover. 鈥淏ut what has that to do with it, mon oncle?鈥?protested F茅lise. 鈥淚 find Lucien very charming; but I don鈥檛 love him. If I loved him, I would marry him. But as I don鈥檛 love him, I can鈥檛 marry him.鈥?