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1 82 | The guests, taken aback, a little disappointed, 2 57 | and the other shriller, accompanied the uninterrupted rattle 3 | according 4 61 | knew that she gave good advice.~ 5 63 | You needn't be afraid; he can't live through the 6 12 | beams, turned brown with age and smoke, crossed the room 7 52 | little, according as the air entered or left his chest.~ 8 63 | him to-morrow, because he allowed it for Maitre Renard's father, 9 | along 10 | also 11 | am 12 6 | toothless face had that wild, animal expression which is often 13 72 | trick, to deceive them, to annoy them on purpose, and they 14 21 | His wife seemed annoyed at this idea. She reflected 15 76 | It certainly is annoying!"~ 16 79 | giving nobody a chance to answer.~ 17 69 | oblige Maitre Chicot, to antedate the death certificate. The 18 85 | out again. The men, less anxious for this spectacle, cast 19 | any 20 30 | As you haven't got anythin' to do you might shake down 21 | anything 22 95 | soon happen to herself, appeared at the window and cried 23 88 | dumplings, tempting and appetizing, arranged in two big dishes, 24 1 | with a soggy noise, and the apple trees, loaded with apples, 25 34 | and gathering them in her apron.~ 26 64 | He was convinced by this argument, and left for the fields.~ 27 3 | full of straw. His long arms hung down on both sides 28 12 | of the garret, where an army of rats ran about day and 29 97 | Everybody was silent. The women arose quickly to go and see. He 30 84 | little by little; the early arrivals were telling the news to 31 55 | swallowed their soup, they ate another piece of bread and 32 79 | tried to make excuses, attempting to prove that everybody 33 65 | baked the dumplings and then attended to her housework.~ 34 88 | arranged in two big dishes, attracted the eyes of all. Each one 35 69 | would close his eyes and authorize the funeral for the following 36 1 | The warm autumn sun was beating down on 37 65 | His wife baked the dumplings and then attended 38 33 | big, round, yellow-white ball, which she placed on the 39 12 | entered a low, dark room, barely lighted by one window, in 40 3 | wag his tail and then to bark for joy. The man cried:~ 41 32 | the dog, which had started barking again, went out on the road 42 3 | enormous pear tree, beside a barrel which served as his kennel, 43 12 | calico was hanging. The big beams, turned brown with age and 44 1 | The warm autumn sun was beating down on the farmyard. Under 45 | before 46 | begin 47 | beginning 48 3 | at least sixty, wrinkled, bent, walking slowly, impeded 49 87 | been for two days, neither better nor worse. Doesn't he sound 50 79 | Maitre Chicot and his wife, bewildered, received them sorrowfully, 51 78 | ones arrived. The women in black, their heads covered with 52 70 | their sonorous breathing blending with the feeble breathing 53 6 | legs, which were encased in blue stockings. She, too, wore 54 6 | house. Her large, flat, bony body was outlined under 55 32 | again, went out on the road bordering on his ditch, and disappeared 56 31 | little salt butter from the bottom of an earthen jar, spread 57 18 | came his harsh, rattling breath, and the gray linen sheet 58 84 | The faces brightened at this idea. The yard was 59 13 | gurgling of water from a broken pump, came from the darkened 60 22 | He won't be buried till Saturday, and that 61 100 | it was over. They would bury him on Monday, that was 62 63 | the mayor won't stop our burying him to-morrow, because he 63 78 | slowly, in couples, talking business.~ 64 79 | difficulty, offered chairs, bustled about, tried to make excuses, 65 2 | scratching, moving about and cackling, while two roosters crowed 66 12 | front of which a piece of calico was hanging. The big beams, 67 35 | A voice called from the road:~ 68 2 | their hens, whom they were calling with a loud clucking.~ 69 14 | man and looked at him with calm, resigned eyes.~ 70 54 | noticin' it, just like a candle."~ 71 6 | filled with straw. The white cap, turned yellow, covered 72 31 | bread, cut off a slice, and carefully gathered the crumbs in the 73 56 | The woman, carrying a little lamp with a smoky 74 77 | to wait and explain the case to them.~ 75 85 | anxious for this spectacle, cast a look through the window, 76 97 | indeed dead. The rattle had ceased. The men looked at each 77 94 | kept running down to the cellar continually for cider. The 78 69 | Chicot, to antedate the death certificate. The man and the woman returned, 79 79 | their difficulty, offered chairs, bustled about, tried to 80 52 | air entered or left his chest.~ 81 97 | a propitious moment. The Chicots were no longer weeping. 82 34 | into it by a ladder. She chose the fruit with care, only 83 97 | Certainly the rascal had not chosen a propitious moment. The 84 94 | the cellar continually for cider. The pitchers were emptied 85 34 | the tree with a pole, she climbed up into it by a ladder. 86 2 | were calling with a loud clucking.~ 87 78 | at ease in their homespun coats, were coming forward more 88 18 | closed, his face was the color of the earth and so dry 89 2 | lowing. The fowls made a colored patch on the dung-heap before 90 30 | dumplings for those who come to the funeral, for one 91 78 | their homespun coats, were coming forward more slowly, in 92 94 | in quick succession. The company was laughing and talking 93 52 | was in exactly the same condition. His hoarse rattle, as regular 94 27 | while, weighing the pros and cons of the idea. At last he 95 46 | And she continued picking apples.~ 96 64 | He was convinced by this argument, and left 97 47 | kettle over the fire to cook potatoes, for she judged 98 33 | which she placed on the corner of the table.~ 99 13 | came from the darkened couch where an old man, the father 100 26 | evening and go all round the country to Tourville. You can just 101 57 | The couple's bed was hidden in a little 102 78 | forward more slowly, in couples, talking business.~ 103 1 | been cropped close by the cows, the earth soaked by recent 104 1 | the grass, which had been cropped close by the cows, the earth 105 2 | cackling, while two roosters crowed continually, digging worms 106 31 | and carefully gathered the crumbs in the palm of his hand 107 33 | again, punching, pressing, crushing it. Finally she made a big, 108 79 | of them together began to cry as they approached the first 109 31 | the kitchen, opened the cupboard, took out a six-pound loaf 110 3 | got near the farm a yellow cur, tied at the foot of an 111 31 | six-pound loaf of bread, cut off a slice, and carefully 112 13 | broken pump, came from the darkened couch where an old man, 113 59 | at the first streaks of dawn. His father-in-law was still 114 87 | s how he's been for two days, neither better nor worse. 115 69 | Chicot, to antedate the death certificate. The man and 116 72 | play them a mean trick, to deceive them, to annoy them on purpose, 117 77 | could not be notified. They decided to wait and explain the 118 57 | two unequal snores, one deep and the other shriller, 119 63 | Maitre Renard's father, who died just during the planting 120 13 | harsh, regular noise, a difficult, hoarse, wheezing breathing, 121 79 | the matter, related their difficulty, offered chairs, bustled 122 2 | roosters crowed continually, digging worms for their hens, whom 123 32 | and disappeared in the direction of Tourville.~ 124 32 | bordering on his ditch, and disappeared in the direction of Tourville.~ 125 82 | guests, taken aback, a little disappointed, as though they had missed 126 102 | face, she said, her face distorted with grief:~ 127 86 | Madame Chicot explained her distress:~ 128 94 | Madame Chicot, distressed at the expense, kept running 129 72 | father, watching him with distrust, as though he had wished 130 32 | the road bordering on his ditch, and disappeared in the 131 87 | neither better nor worse. Doesn't he sound like a pump that 132 60 | Say, Phemie, he don't want to quit. What would 133 33 | the meal-bin and made the dough for the dumplings. She kneaded 134 47 | forty-eight dumplings, arranged in dozens, one in front of the other, 135 6 | under a long woollen jacket drawn in at the waist. A gray 136 1 | loaded with apples, were dropping their pale green fruit in 137 2 | made a colored patch on the dung-heap before the stable, scratching, 138 | during 139 84 | filling little by little; the early arrivals were telling the 140 97 | ease. They hadn't finished eating the dumplings. Certainly 141 47 | she lined them up on the edge of the table. When she had 142 83 | might as well make use of 'em."~ 143 94 | cider. The pitchers were emptied in quick succession. The 144 6 | of her legs, which were encased in blue stockings. She, 145 3 | tied at the foot of an enormous pear tree, beside a barrel 146 | enough 147 82 | they had missed an expected entertainment, did not know what to do, 148 26 | yet. You could begin this evening and go all round the country 149 | ever 150 | everyone 151 | everything 152 52 | him. The old man was in exactly the same condition. His 153 79 | bustled about, tried to make excuses, attempting to prove that 154 47 | over to look at her father, expecting to find him dead. But as 155 94 | Chicot, distressed at the expense, kept running down to the 156 77 | They decided to wait and explain the case to them.~ 157 6 | face had that wild, animal expression which is often to be found 158 3 | body. When he got near the farm a yellow cur, tied at the 159 59 | first streaks of dawn. His father-in-law was still alive. He shook 160 37 | It was a neighbor, Osime Favet, the mayor, on his way to 161 95 | held there by a morbid fear of what would soon happen 162 88 | reached out to take his, fearing that there would not be 163 94 | beginning to shout as they do at feasts.~ 164 70 | breathing blending with the feeble breathing of the old man.~ 165 90 | Father would feel sad if he were to see this. 166 69 | and the woman returned, feeling more at ease.~ 167 37 | the mayor, on his way to fertilize his fields, seated on the 168 6 | too, wore wooden shoes, filled with straw. The white cap, 169 84 | this idea. The yard was filling little by little; the early 170 33 | pressing, crushing it. Finally she made a big, round, yellow-white 171 47 | her father, expecting to find him dead. But as soon as 172 47 | the next day in which to finish the preparations.~ 173 97 | ill at ease. They hadn't finished eating the dumplings. Certainly 174 4 | Down, Finot!"~ 175 6 | of the house. Her large, flat, bony body was outlined 176 69 | authorize the funeral for the following day. They also went to the 177 3 | yellow cur, tied at the foot of an enormous pear tree, 178 | forty 179 47 | table. When she had made forty-eight dumplings, arranged in dozens, 180 78 | homespun coats, were coming forward more slowly, in couples, 181 | found 182 2 | the house and lowing. The fowls made a colored patch on 183 3 | The wooden gate opened and a man entered. 184 31 | off a slice, and carefully gathered the crumbs in the palm of 185 34 | taking the ripe ones, and gathering them in her apron.~ 186 61 | He knew that she gave good advice.~ 187 34 | Then she went to get her apples, and, in order 188 8 | How is he gettin' along?"~ 189 101 | chance to see him and of getting something to eat.~ 190 22 | Saturday, and that will give you all day tomorrow."~ 191 79 | talking continually and giving nobody a chance to answer.~ 192 74 | What am I goin' to do?"~ 193 80 | They were going from one person to another:~ 194 88 | the door. The four dozen golden dumplings, tempting and 195 87 | sound like a pump that has gone dry?"~ 196 2 | heifers, tied in a line, were grazing and at times looking toward 197 13 | lumpy earthen floor looked greasy, and, at the back of the 198 102 | her face distorted with grief:~ 199 79 | they approached the first group. They explained the matter, 200 66 | for the day's work came by groups to look at him. Each one 201 16 | I guess it's all up with him this 202 13 | wheezing breathing, like the gurgling of water from a broken pump, 203 97 | down, ill at ease. They hadn't finished eating the dumplings. 204 6 | turned yellow, covered a few hairs which were plastered to 205 31 | crumbs in the palm of his hand and threw them into his 206 95 | fear of what would soon happen to herself, appeared at 207 | has 208 30 | As you haven't got anythin' to do you 209 101 | matter over, pleased at having had the chance to see him 210 78 | The women in black, their heads covered with large veils, 211 69 | day. They also went to the health officer, who likewise promised, 212 47 | she reached the door she heard his monotonous, noisy rattle, 213 47 | she judged it useless to heat the oven that day, as she 214 3 | impeded by the weight of heavy wooden shoes full of straw. 215 2 | Four young heifers, tied in a line, were grazing 216 20 | nothing more to do; I can't help him. It's a nuisance, just 217 2 | digging worms for their hens, whom they were calling 218 | herself 219 29 | came back after a minute's hesitation:~ 220 36 | Hey, Madame Chicot!"~ 221 57 | The couple's bed was hidden in a little recess at the 222 66 | was not dead. The people hired for the day's work came 223 88 | people for the kitchen to hold, the table was moved out 224 78 | men, ill at ease in their homespun coats, were coming forward 225 24 | That means five or six hours to go round to Tourville 226 65 | and then attended to her housework.~ 227 3 | wrinkled, bent, walking slowly, impeded by the weight of heavy wooden 228 81 | would have thought it; it's incredible how he can last this long!"~ 229 | indeed 230 13 | the room, the bed made an indistinct white spot. A harsh, regular 231 34 | apples, and, in order not to injure the tree with a pole, she 232 | instead 233 24 | but to-morrow I'll have to invite the people to the funeral. 234 26 | It isn't three o'clock yet. You 235 6 | outlined under a long woollen jacket drawn in at the waist. A 236 31 | the bottom of an earthen jar, spread it on his bread 237 91 | A big, jovial peasant declared:~ 238 3 | tail and then to bark for joy. The man cried:~ 239 47 | to cook potatoes, for she judged it useless to heat the oven 240 3 | barrel which served as his kennel, began at first to wag his 241 47 | supper, and she hung her kettle over the fire to cook potatoes, 242 44 | To his kind remarks she answered:"~ 243 33 | dough for the dumplings. She kneaded it a long time, turning 244 31 | Then, with the end of his knife, he scraped out a little 245 34 | climbed up into it by a ladder. She chose the fruit with 246 56 | woman, carrying a little lamp with a smoky wick, held 247 | later 248 94 | succession. The company was laughing and talking loud now. They 249 47 | fruit, one by one, in a thin layer of paste, then she lined 250 | least 251 82 | standing. Several wished to leave. Maitre Chicot held them 252 29 | He was leaving the room, but came back 253 6 | fell to the middle of her legs, which were encased in blue 254 | less 255 12 | a low, dark room, barely lighted by one window, in front 256 69 | the health officer, who likewise promised, in order to oblige 257 2 | young heifers, tied in a line, were grazing and at times 258 47 | layer of paste, then she lined them up on the edge of the 259 18 | rattling breath, and the gray linen sheet rose and fell with 260 1 | noise, and the apple trees, loaded with apples, were dropping 261 31 | cupboard, took out a six-pound loaf of bread, cut off a slice, 262 20 | is good and we've got a lot of work to do."~ 263 41 | at seven, because there's lots of work to be done."~ 264 90 | he were to see this. He loved them so much when he was 265 12 | kitchen, they entered a low, dark room, barely lighted 266 2 | looking toward the house and lowing. The fowls made a colored 267 43 | So! Good luck to you! Take care of yourself."~ 268 13 | The moist, lumpy earthen floor looked greasy, 269 24 | go round to Tourville and Manetot, and to see everybody."~ 270 37 | his fields, seated on the manure-wagon, with his feet hanging over 271 | many 272 33 | work. She uncovered the meal-bin and made the dough for the 273 72 | had wished to play them a mean trick, to deceive them, 274 24 | people to the funeral. That means five or six hours to go 275 25 | The woman, after meditating two or three minutes, declared:~ 276 18 | gurglin' like that ever since midday." They were silent. The 277 6 | too short, fell to the middle of her legs, which were 278 103 | couldn't he have made up his mind last night?"~ 279 29 | room, but came back after a minute's hesitation:~ 280 25 | meditating two or three minutes, declared:~ 281 82 | disappointed, as though they had missed an expected entertainment, 282 13 | The moist, lumpy earthen floor looked 283 97 | not chosen a propitious moment. The Chicots were no longer 284 21 | idea. She reflected a few moments and then said:~ 285 100 | They would bury him on Monday, that was all, and they 286 47 | reached the door she heard his monotonous, noisy rattle, and, thinking 287 95 | dying man, held there by a morbid fear of what would soon 288 88 | kitchen to hold, the table was moved out in front of the door. 289 2 | the stable, scratching, moving about and cackling, while 290 | much 291 85 | themselves beside the bed, muttered a prayer and went out again. 292 3 | of his body. When he got near the farm a yellow cur, tied 293 63 | You needn't be afraid; he can't live 294 84 | arrivals were telling the news to those who had arrived 295 | next 296 | nobody 297 47 | she heard his monotonous, noisy rattle, and, thinking it 298 66 | At noon the old man was not dead. 299 | nothing 300 54 | ll pass away without our noticin' it, just like a candle."~ 301 77 | were expected could not be notified. They decided to wait and 302 20 | I can't help him. It's a nuisance, just the same, because 303 69 | likewise promised, in order to oblige Maitre Chicot, to antedate 304 100 | some more dumplings for the occasion.~ 305 | off 306 79 | related their difficulty, offered chairs, bustled about, tried 307 69 | also went to the health officer, who likewise promised, 308 | often 309 18 | looked like wood. Through his open mouth came his harsh, rattling 310 | others 311 6 | large, flat, bony body was outlined under a long woollen jacket 312 47 | judged it useless to heat the oven that day, as she had all 313 1 | apples, were dropping their pale green fruit in the dark 314 31 | gathered the crumbs in the palm of his hand and threw them 315 54 | He'll pass away without our noticin' 316 12 | After passing through the kitchen, they 317 47 | one, in a thin layer of paste, then she lined them up 318 2 | The fowls made a colored patch on the dung-heap before 319 3 | the foot of an enormous pear tree, beside a barrel which 320 6 | found on the faces of the peasants.~ 321 27 | The man stood perplexed for a while, weighing the 322 80 | They were going from one person to another:~ 323 46 | And she continued picking apples.~ 324 94 | continually for cider. The pitchers were emptied in quick succession. 325 33 | yellow-white ball, which she placed on the corner of the table.~ 326 63 | who died just during the planting season."~ 327 6 | covered a few hairs which were plastered to the scalp, and her brown, 328 72 | though he had wished to play them a mean trick, to deceive 329 101 | talking the matter over, pleased at having had the chance 330 34 | to injure the tree with a pole, she climbed up into it 331 47 | kettle over the fire to cook potatoes, for she judged it useless 332 85 | beside the bed, muttered a prayer and went out again. The 333 70 | sleep, just as they did the preceding day, their sonorous breathing 334 47 | day in which to finish the preparations.~ 335 47 | over to him, she began to prepare her dumplings. She wrapped 336 47 | other, she began to think of preparing supper, and she hung her 337 33 | and over again, punching, pressing, crushing it. Finally she 338 10 | The priest said it's the end -- that 339 69 | longer knew how to solve the problem. They went to the mayor. 340 97 | rascal had not chosen a propitious moment. The Chicots were 341 27 | for a while, weighing the pros and cons of the idea. At 342 79 | make excuses, attempting to prove that everybody would have 343 33 | it over and over again, punching, pressing, crushing it. 344 72 | deceive them, to annoy them on purpose, and they were vexed at 345 57 | Silently they retired, put out the light, closed their 346 78 | Toward a quarter to seven the first ones 347 94 | pitchers were emptied in quick succession. The company 348 52 | of a clock, was neither quicker nor slower. It returned 349 97 | silent. The women arose quickly to go and see. He was indeed 350 5 | The dog was quiet.~ 351 32 | recrossed the farmyard, quieted the dog, which had started 352 60 | Phemie, he don't want to quit. What would you do?"~ 353 1 | the earth soaked by recent rains, was soft and sank in under 354 97 | dumplings. Certainly the rascal had not chosen a propitious 355 18 | open mouth came his harsh, rattling breath, and the gray linen 356 79 | and his wife, bewildered, received them sorrowfully, and suddenly 357 | recent 358 57 | bed was hidden in a little recess at the other end of the 359 32 | He recrossed the farmyard, quieted the 360 21 | annoyed at this idea. She reflected a few moments and then said:~ 361 88 | man, they thought of the refreshments; but as there were too many 362 79 | They explained the matter, related their difficulty, offered 363 97 | It was over; they were relieved.~ 364 88 | not be enough. But four remained over.~ 365 82 | not know what to do, some remaining seated. others standing. 366 93 | This remark, instead of making the guests 367 44 | To his kind remarks she answered:"~ 368 63 | he allowed it for Maitre Renard's father, who died just 369 98 | They kept repeating:~ 370 18 | rose and fell with each respiration.~ 371 57 | the room. Silently they retired, put out the light, closed 372 34 | with care, only taking the ripe ones, and gathering them 373 2 | and cackling, while two roosters crowed continually, digging 374 18 | and the gray linen sheet rose and fell with each respiration.~ 375 94 | distressed at the expense, kept running down to the cellar continually 376 31 | he scraped out a little salt butter from the bottom of 377 1 | recent rains, was soft and sank in under the feet with a 378 99 | last night, it would have saved us all this trouble."~ 379 55 | and started to eat without saying a word. When they had swallowed 380 6 | which were plastered to the scalp, and her brown, thin, ugly, 381 31 | the end of his knife, he scraped out a little salt butter 382 2 | dung-heap before the stable, scratching, moving about and cackling, 383 63 | just during the planting season."~ 384 52 | slower. It returned every second, the tone varying a little, 385 | seem 386 3 | tree, beside a barrel which served as his kennel, began at 387 | Several 388 30 | anythin' to do you might shake down some apples to bake 389 30 | the wood that's under the shed. It's dry."~ 390 18 | breath, and the gray linen sheet rose and fell with each 391 59 | father-in-law was still alive. He shook his wife, worried by the 392 6 | waist. A gray skirt, too short, fell to the middle of her 393 94 | They were beginning to shout as they do at feasts.~ 394 95 | the window and cried in a shrill voice:~ 395 57 | one deep and the other shriller, accompanied the uninterrupted 396 3 | long arms hung down on both sides of his body. When he got 397 19 | son-in-law, after a long silence, said:~ 398 57 | the other end of the room. Silently they retired, put out the 399 | since 400 31 | the cupboard, took out a six-pound loaf of bread, cut off a 401 3 | but he looked at least sixty, wrinkled, bent, walking 402 6 | in at the waist. A gray skirt, too short, fell to the 403 70 | They went to bed and to sleep, just as they did the preceding 404 31 | loaf of bread, cut off a slice, and carefully gathered 405 52 | was neither quicker nor slower. It returned every second, 406 12 | turned brown with age and smoke, crossed the room from one 407 56 | carrying a little lamp with a smoky wick, held it in front of 408 57 | eyes, and soon two unequal snores, one deep and the other 409 1 | close by the cows, the earth soaked by recent rains, was soft 410 1 | soaked by recent rains, was soft and sank in under the feet 411 1 | in under the feet with a soggy noise, and the apple trees, 412 69 | She no longer knew how to solve the problem. They went to 413 70 | the preceding day, their sonorous breathing blending with 414 79 | bewildered, received them sorrowfully, and suddenly both of them 415 87 | better nor worse. Doesn't he sound like a pump that has gone 416 55 | they had swallowed their soup, they ate another piece 417 85 | men, less anxious for this spectacle, cast a look through the 418 13 | made an indistinct white spot. A harsh, regular noise, 419 31 | bottom of an earthen jar, spread it on his bread and began 420 2 | the dung-heap before the stable, scratching, moving about 421 82 | remaining seated. others standing. Several wished to leave. 422 95 | old peasant woman who had stayed beside the dying man, held 423 6 | which were encased in blue stockings. She, too, wore wooden shoes, 424 | stop 425 59 | husband awoke at the first streaks of dawn. His father-in-law 426 94 | pitchers were emptied in quick succession. The company was laughing 427 1 | The warm autumn sun was beating down on the 428 47 | began to think of preparing supper, and she hung her kettle 429 12 | from one side to the other, supporting the thin floor of the garret, 430 55 | saying a word. When they had swallowed their soup, they ate another 431 3 | began at first to wag his tail and then to bark for joy. 432 82 | The guests, taken aback, a little disappointed, 433 | taking 434 84 | the early arrivals were telling the news to those who had 435 88 | dozen golden dumplings, tempting and appetizing, arranged 436 59 | his wife, worried by the tenacity of the old man.~ 437 [Title]| Text~ 438 45 | Thanks; the same to you."~ 439 | themselves 440 47 | the other, she began to think of preparing supper, and 441 47 | monotonous, noisy rattle, and, thinking it a waste of time to go 442 48 | soon as he had crossed the threshold he asked:~ 443 31 | the palm of his hand and threw them into his mouth, so 444 52 | rattle, as regular as the ticking of a clock, was neither 445 22 | He won't be buried till Saturday, and that will 446 2 | line, were grazing and at times looking toward the house 447 | together 448 22 | that will give you all day tomorrow."~ 449 52 | returned every second, the tone varying a little, according 450 31 | kitchen, opened the cupboard, took out a six-pound loaf of 451 6 | and her brown, thin, ugly, toothless face had that wild, animal 452 1 | soggy noise, and the apple trees, loaded with apples, were 453 72 | wished to play them a mean trick, to deceive them, to annoy 454 79 | offered chairs, bustled about, tried to make excuses, attempting 455 99 | would have saved us all this trouble."~ 456 33 | kneaded it a long time, turning it over and over again, 457 6 | scalp, and her brown, thin, ugly, toothless face had that 458 33 | woman began to work. She uncovered the meal-bin and made the 459 57 | their eyes, and soon two unequal snores, one deep and the 460 57 | shriller, accompanied the uninterrupted rattle of the dying man.~ 461 | us 462 83 | dumplings; might as well make use of 'em."~ 463 47 | potatoes, for she judged it useless to heat the oven that day, 464 52 | returned every second, the tone varying a little, according as the 465 20 | the weather is good and we've got a lot of work to do."~ 466 78 | heads covered with large veils, looking very sad. Then 467 | very 468 72 | on purpose, and they were vexed at him for the time which 469 3 | kennel, began at first to wag his tail and then to bark 470 6 | woollen jacket drawn in at the waist. A gray skirt, too short, 471 77 | notified. They decided to wait and explain the case to 472 3 | least sixty, wrinkled, bent, walking slowly, impeded by the weight 473 60 | Say, Phemie, he don't want to quit. What would you 474 1 | The warm autumn sun was beating down 475 55 | soon as the dishes were washed, they returned to the dying 476 47 | rattle, and, thinking it a waste of time to go over to him, 477 72 | They stood by their father, watching him with distrust, as though 478 13 | breathing, like the gurgling of water from a broken pump, came 479 37 | Favet, the mayor, on his way to fertilize his fields, 480 20 | just the same, because the weather is good and we've got a 481 97 | The Chicots were no longer weeping. It was over; they were 482 27 | stood perplexed for a while, weighing the pros and cons of the 483 3 | walking slowly, impeded by the weight of heavy wooden shoes full 484 13 | noise, a difficult, hoarse, wheezing breathing, like the gurgling 485 84 | arrived later. Everybody was whispering. The idea of the dumplings 486 | whom 487 | Why 488 56 | little lamp with a smoky wick, held it in front of her 489 6 | toothless face had that wild, animal expression which 490 6 | was outlined under a long woollen jacket drawn in at the waist. 491 55 | to eat without saying a word. When they had swallowed 492 6 | blue stockings. She, too, wore wooden shoes, filled with 493 2 | crowed continually, digging worms for their hens, whom they 494 59 | alive. He shook his wife, worried by the tenacity of the old 495 87 | days, neither better nor worse. Doesn't he sound like a 496 47 | prepare her dumplings. She wrapped up the fruit, one by one, 497 3 | he looked at least sixty, wrinkled, bent, walking slowly, impeded 498 84 | brightened at this idea. The yard was filling little by little; 499 3 | He might have been forty years old, but he looked at least 500 33 | Finally she made a big, round, yellow-white ball, which she placed on 501 | Yes 502 2 | Four young heifers, tied in a line, 503 | yourself