Country life -- Fiction; France -- Fiction; Love stories
Chassin is a pretty place on the river Gourdon, about six miles
distant from our village. The country reminded me slightly of the
Bourbonnais. Brulette, who was a small eater, soon left the noise of
the feast, and went to walk outside and amuse Charlot. "Indeed," she
said to me, "I should like to take him into some quiet, shady place;
for this is his sleeping-time, and the noise of the party keeps him
awake, and I am afraid he will be very cross this evening."
As it was very hot, I offered to take her into a little wood,
formerly kept as a warren, which adjoins the old castle, and being
chokeful of briers and ditches, is a very sheltered and retired spot.
"Very good," she said, "the little one can sleep on my petticoat, and
you can go back and enjoy yourself."
When we got there I begged her to let me stay.
"I am not so devoted to weddings as I once was," I said to her. "I
shall amuse myself as well, if not better, talking with you. A party
is very tiresome if you are not among your own people and don't know
what to do."
"Very well," she replied, "but I see plainly, my poor cousin, that I
am a weight upon your hands; and yet you take it with such patience
and good-will that I don't know how I shall ever do without it.
However, that time must come, for you are now of an age to settle,
and the wife you choose may cast an evil eye upon me, as so many do,
and might never be brought to believe that I deserve your friendship
and hers."
"It is too soon to worry yourself about that," I replied, settling
the fat Charlot on my blouse, which I laid on the grass while she sat
down beside him to keep off the flies. "I am not thinking of
marriage, and if I were, I swear my wife should keep on good terms
with you or I would be on bad terms with her. She would have a
crooked heart indeed if she could not see that my regard for you is
the most honorable of all friendships, and if she couldn't comprehend
that having followed you through all your joys and all your troubles,
I am so accustomed to your companionship that you and I are one. But
how about you, cousin? are you thinking of marriage, or have you
sworn off on that subject?"
"Oh! as for me, yes, I think so, Tiennet, if it suits the will of
God. I am all but of age, and I think I have waited so long for the
wish to marry that now I have let the time go by."
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