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"Then, monsieur" said the
Count, "I have ze honor to ask for
ze hand of your daughter in mar
riage." "Young man," said Gross,
"what I say on La Salle street
goes, but what I say at home
doesn't matter a whoop. What
my daughter says goes there.
"If Virginia, says she'll give
you her hand in marriage, she'll
give it to you, and I couldn't stop
her, and if she says she wont,
neither I nor all the ange's. in
heaven could make her. Go see
Virginia'
"Bien," said the Count, saluted
again, antf started out to see Vir
ginia. But he hadn't got lialf
way to the Gross home before
his feet Taegan to lag He was,.
walking mighty slow by the time
it was in sight. This was new
medicine for him, and it occurred
to hiin that it wouldn't do to be as
sudden with Virginia as he had
been with her father. He remem
bered with a sinking fyeart how
haughty that young lady had ap
peared at tinies.
The Count decided he wouldn't
see Virginia, that day, and in
stead hunted up young Tack
Whipple, son of tlje slcql mag-J
nate, whom he had met before m
France. The Count came straight
tQ the. point, N
"How," he asked Jack, '"'do you
induce ze American girl to be
come ze wife."
Jack turned red. He had been
refused by Grace Wilton the
night before, and had since been
drowning his sorrow , in cock
tails! '
"Who're you kidding?" he tic-,
manded.
D'Anvers drew himself up
stiffly.
"Sair," he said, "ze children we
shall not speak of at ze present."
(You can't blame a foreigner for
getting mixed on American slang
once in a while.) "This, for me, is
ze serious affair. I wish to win ze
hand of la belle Mees Gros. .In
France, we go to ze papa or zc
mamma. I went to Papa Gross.
He said, 'Go to Virginia.' "
"Qld Gross has softened his
language since I asked him the
same question' muttered Jack.
'What d'you want to know'"
, "I wish so much to learn what
it is that I shall say to la belle
Mees Gross."
, "Why, you just tell her you
love her, and ask her to be your
wife, and then, (Jack's face grew
melancholy) she tells you that
she cannot marry a man who has
no serious purpose in life. The
proper thing to do after that is to .
grab her bv the hair, and drag her
off."
"Merci," said the Count,.that
being the French Way of saying
thank you, and went home and
slept on it.
The next day he called on Virginia-
She was alone.
"Mees Gross," said thetCount,
"I love you oh, tres bien. I "aslc
that you do me ze honor of being
my wife.','
"But Count," objected Virgin
ia, "this is so sudden. I hardly
know you."
"And I?' said the Count, ."I
hardly know you, but each, tirne I
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