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1 76| between us everything's above-board."~ ~ 2 76| it drops. We skipped on account of the game people. I can' 3 8| The rest of the time they acted as junk-gatherers. Rowing 4 2| plashing, like the cautious advance of a boat, then again a 5 28| slowly along the tow-path, advancing with difficulty. It was 6 9| and stroll along straight ahead. They would dine in some 7 1| There was not a breath of air stirring; a heavy mist was 8 8| watching for any prey, dead or alive, poachers on the water and 9 | alone 10 8| nocturnal hunters, sometimes ambushing venison in the Saint-Germain 11 11| legitimate troubles and of hunted animals. His open shirt showed his 12 | another 13 77| Anxiously the man asked: "Think it' 14 1| plaster houses began to appear like white spots. Cocks 15 4| barely perceptible shadow appeared on the water. Then it grew, 16 56| watching his two murderers approach. Suddenly he stretched his 17 17| They were approaching the other shore so slowly, 18 90| pocketed the money. Labouise arose, emptied his glass and left. 19 | around 20 75| man, growing eager, kept asking: "What is it? Something 21 50| paces from the victim. The ass, feeling itself free, was 22 64| slept. At nightfall Labouise awoke and shook his comrade, who 23 11| under his lower lip. He was bald around the temples. When 24 1| placed on the water. The banks themselves were indistinct, 25 1| Cocks were crowing in the barnyard.~ ~ 26 19| few strokes, touched the beach, and his companion, jumping 27 | became 28 | becoming 29 12| hairy. He looked like a raw beefsteak. He continually kept his 30 | before 31 | begin 32 | beginning 33 54| distance that he thought he was being stung by flies, for he began 34 17| betrayed them. This bank belongs to the Saint-Germain forest 35 16| number nine; that's the best for rabbits."~ ~ 36 17| so quietly that no noise betrayed them. This bank belongs 37 | between 38 56| had stopped, and, with a bewildered look, was watching his two 39 3| They passed by like wild birds which have slept in the 40 68| The night was perfectly black when they reached the wine 41 26| sun was climbing in the blue sky.~ ~ 42 21| had disappeared under the board which served as a hiding 43 10| Joinville or at Nogent some boatman would be looking for his 44 63| Toward noon Labouise drew a bottle of wine, some bread and 45 8| floating rags and empty bottles; thus did Labouise and Maillochon 46 10| bargain he had made when he bought a boat the day before for 47 17| Saint-Germain forest and is the boundary line for rabbit hunting. 48 18| Maillochon was kneeling in the bow, watching, his gun hidden 49 56| stretched his neck and began to bray.~ ~ 50 63| drew a bottle of wine, some bread and butter and raw onions 51 1| strange fogs. But day was breaking and the hill was becoming 52 56| Labouise with the short, breathless trot of a little man. But 53 46| grasped the animal by the bridle. Maillochon asked in surprise:~ ~ 54 2| noise from time to time broke the dead silence of the 55 3| sound which wakes their brothers along the shores.~ ~ 56 11| on his face than a short brush of a mustache and a few 57 17| hunting. It is covered with burrows hidden under the roots of 58 85| there, I swear! -- first bush to the left. What it is, 59 63| of wine, some bread and butter and raw onions from a hiding 60 82| stand. Plenty of people will buy. All you have to do is to 61 64| who was snoring like a buzzsaw. "Come on, sister," he ordered.~ ~ 62 13| He had a habit of calling every one "sister," even 63 11| When he took off the dirty cap that he wore his scalp seemed 64 47| you expect to do with that carcass?"~ ~ 65 6| in order to hide their catch.~ ~ 66 12| I open it when there's cause to."~ ~ 67 2| indistinct plashing, like the cautious advance of a boat, then 68 41| m going to Macquart, at Champioux, to have him killed. He' 69 54| The donkey received the charge in his thighs, but the shot 70 57| did not wish to begin the chase over again.~ ~ 71 11| open shirt showed his hairy chest, but he seemed never to 72 11| like the body of a plucked chicken.~ ~ 73 48| was grinning with joy. He chuckled: "Don't worry, sister. I' 74 26| the large summer sun was climbing in the blue sky.~ ~ 75 68| and another. By eleven o'clock the last customer had left 76 57| time he walked right up close, as he did not wish to begin 77 8| people and searching their clothes, picking up floating rags 78 24| through a veil, and the little clouds of fog were floating up 79 65| up the Seine slowly. They coasted along the reaches covered 80 1| appear like white spots. Cocks were crowing in the barnyard.~ ~ 81 61| have some fun when night comes."~ ~ 82 55| Labouise sat down to laugh more comfortably, while Maillochon reloaded 83 7| partnership with Maillochon, commonly called Mailloche, to practice 84 25| until they were half way to Conflans. Here they stopped their 85 10| would be rubbing his hands, congratulating himself on the bargain he 86 45| The woman considered the matter for a second 87 76| perplexed, pretended to consult Maillochon with a glance. 88 12| like a raw beefsteak. He continually kept his left eye closed, 89 12| Chicot, on the contrary, was red, fat, short and 90 1| It was like a layer of cotton placed on the water. The 91 86| Still the man hesitated: "Couldn't you bring it?"~ ~ 92 18| time throughout the quiet country.~ ~ 93 9| would remain away for a couple of days; then one morning 94 33| Of course!"~ ~ 95 17| roots of trees, and the creatures at daybreak frisk about, 96 12| and when people jokingly cried to him, "Open your eye, 97 35| took the oars. When he had crossed the river he stopped opposite 98 3| the first light of day, crossing the mist and uttering a 99 1| white spots. Cocks were crowing in the barnyard.~ ~ 100 58| had finished its mournful cry, like a last call for help, 101 24| started swiftly down the current. The mist, which was hiding 102 52| protesting indignantly and cursing as she went her way.~ ~ 103 4| coming out of the foggy curtain which hung over the river, 104 68| eleven o'clock the last customer had left and old man Jules 105 76| what is it? If I told you I'd be lying, and you know, 106 91| And he disappeared in the darkness. Maillochon, who was following 107 56| Both men darted after the beast, Maillochon 108 1| becoming visible. In the dawning light of day the plaster 109 17| trees, and the creatures at daybreak frisk about, running in 110 9| remain away for a couple of days; then one morning they would 111 88| The dealer decided: "It's a bargain for twenty 112 71| the ears of a rabbit and declared: "Three francs a pair!"~ ~ 113 72| and the two rabbits were delivered. As the two men were getting 114 28| tow-path, advancing with difficulty. It was a woman dragging 115 9| straight ahead. They would dine in some inn on the shore 116 11| temples. When he took off the dirty cap that he wore his scalp 117 90| glass and left. As he was disappearing in the shadows he turned 118 72| Then began a long discussion about the price. Two francs 119 4| Then it grew, became more distinct and, coming out of the foggy 120 78| you, I don't say it's a doe, because I don't know, but 121 38| continued: "What are you doing -- going to the locomotive 122 29| The woman, bent double, was pulling, turning round 123 52| sensation. The two men were doubled up with laughter and stamped 124 7| Mailloche, to practice the doubtful and undefined profession 125 90| five-franc pieces from the cash drawer, and the two friends pocketed 126 58| he were trying to make it drink a potion. Then he said: " 127 5| boat, then he threw the dripping net over his shoulder. His 128 2| then the sound of something dropping in the water. Then silence.~ ~ 129 76| Mailloche takes a shot and it drops. We skipped on account of 130 8| forests, sometimes looking for drowned people and searching their 131 71| Chicot dug his hands into his flannel 132 | Each 133 75| The man, growing eager, kept asking: "What is it? 134 63| boat, and they began to eat.~ ~ 135 18| it, aimed, and the report echoed for some time throughout 136 28| answer to its companion's efforts, and it proceeded thus, 137 68| one thing and another. By eleven o'clock the last customer 138 | else 139 90| the money. Labouise arose, emptied his glass and left. As he 140 8| picking up floating rags and empty bottles; thus did Labouise 141 | enough 142 44| you five francs and your errand's done! How's that?"~ ~ 143 | even 144 | ever 145 | every 146 90| shadows he turned round to exclaim: "It isn't a buck. I don' 147 80| stretched out his hand, exclaiming: "No, it's not that! It' 148 50| tall grass, but it was so exhausted that it swayed on its legs 149 47| What do you expect to do with that carcass?"~ ~ 150 66| stopped his companion and explained his idea to him. Maillochon 151 59| its side and closed its eyes: The whole body was trembling, 152 50| legs as if it were about to fall.~ ~ 153 8| regularly only in the months of famine. The rest of the time they 154 12| on the contrary, was red, fat, short and hairy. He looked 155 12| would answer quietly: "Never fear, sister, I open it when 156 50| from the victim. The ass, feeling itself free, was trying 157 59| stumbled back a few steps, fell down, tried to get up again 158 55| It had been wounded and felt a sharp pain, for it tried 159 7| stayed in the boat slowly filled his pipe and lighted it. 160 59| tried to get up again and finally lay on its side and closed 161 58| When the poor beast had finished its mournful cry, like a 162 5| rose and took a pailful of fish from the bottom of the boat, 163 90| Then he took out four big five-franc pieces from the cash drawer, 164 71| Chicot dug his hands into his flannel shirt, drew out the ears 165 28| outstretched neck and ears lying flat, so slowly that one could 166 4| which hung over the river, a flatboat, manned by two men, pushed 167 54| thought he was being stung by flies, for he began to thrash 168 18| watching, his gun hidden on the floor. Suddenly he seized it, 169 65| the lily pads and bent the flowers, which stood up again as 170 11| seemed to be covered with a fluffy down, like the body of a 171 3| in the rushes and which fly away at the first light 172 4| distinct and, coming out of the foggy curtain which hung over 173 91| darkness. Maillochon, who was following him, kept punching him in 174 9| times they would set out on foot about noon and stroll along 175 58| while the other man was forcing the animal's mouth open, 176 43| The woman wiped her forehead on the back of her hand 177 8| venison in the Saint-Germain forests, sometimes looking for drowned 178 50| The ass, feeling itself free, was trying to get a little 179 62| the bottom, covered with fresh grass, and the two men stretched 180 2| the fogs, just opposite Frette, a slight noise from time 181 55| the same place that his friend had shot at, he fired again. 182 90| cash drawer, and the two friends pocketed the money. Labouise 183 17| the creatures at daybreak frisk about, running in and out 184 48| in order to express his gaiety. His whole red face was 185 55| with a slow, limping, jerky gallop.~ ~ 186 49| He gave five francs to the woman, 187 72| delivered. As the two men were getting up to go, old man Jules, 188 51| pepper for the ears; watch, Ghicot!" And he fired.~ ~ 189 76| consult Maillochon with a glance. Then he answered in a slow 190 90| Labouise arose, emptied his glass and left. As he was disappearing 191 72| two men were getting up to go, old man Jules, who had 192 58| Look out, sister, here she goes!"~ ~ 193 46| two men landed. Labouise grasped the animal by the bridle. 194 49| happen. Then Labouise, in great humor, got the gun and held 195 4| appeared on the water. Then it grew, became more distinct and, 196 48| His whole red face was grinning with joy. He chuckled: " 197 19| companion, jumping to the ground, picked up a little gray 198 13| He had a habit of calling every one "sister," 199 52| his sleeves. He had paid, hadn't he? Well, then, he would 200 11| never to have had any more hair on his face than a short 201 11| mustache and a few stiff hairs under his lower lip. He 202 25| went down until they were half way to Conflans. Here they 203 49| to see what was going to happen. Then Labouise, in great 204 55| reloaded the weapon, so happy that he seemed to sneeze 205 52| call the police. They could hear her protesting indignantly 206 58| cry, like a last call for help, the man called: "Hey, Mailloche! 207 24| end of which is opposite Herblay, the two men slackened their 208 67| the animal by the feet and hid it behind some bushes. Then 209 6| disappeared, in order to hide their catch.~ ~ 210 17| running in and out of the holes.~ ~ 211 26| sit up and look over the horizon with his open eye. The last 212 80| I should have seen the horns. No, it's not a buck!"~ ~ 213 22| After about a quarter of an hour Labouise asked: "Well, sister, 214 27| out in a semicircle. One house stood out alone at the summit. 215 1| light of day the plaster houses began to appear like white 216 49| Then Labouise, in great humor, got the gun and held it 217 4| the foggy curtain which hung over the river, a flatboat, 218 11| legitimate troubles and of hunted animals. His open shirt 219 8| the water and nocturnal hunters, sometimes ambushing venison 220 17| boundary line for rabbit hunting. It is covered with burrows 221 34| Then hurry, sister; we're going to 222 52| just to show that it didn't hurt. She went away, threatening 223 | indeed 224 52| feet with joy. The woman, indignant, rushed forward; she did 225 52| could hear her protesting indignantly and cursing as she went 226 9| They would dine in some inn on the shore and leave again 227 83| The innkeeper, growing suspicious, exclaimed " 228 24| When they drew near the island, the end of which is opposite 229 90| turned round to exclaim: "It isn't a buck. I don't know what 230 | itself 231 55| away with a slow, limping, jerky gallop.~ ~ 232 10| At Joinville or at Nogent some boatman 233 12| somebody, and when people jokingly cried to him, "Open your 234 19| beach, and his companion, jumping to the ground, picked up 235 20| other side, where it could keep away from the game wardens.~ ~ 236 55| beast started, tried to kick and turned its head. At 237 59| trembling, its legs were kicking as if it were, trying to 238 49| t get so near or you'll kill it right away! You must 239 15| What kind of lead did you take, Maillochon?" 240 18| Maillochon was kneeling in the bow, watching, his 241 5| gun and see if we can't land some rabbit along the shore."~ ~ 242 46| The two men landed. Labouise grasped the animal 243 26| had disappeared and the large summer sun was climbing 244 60| The two men went along, laughing. It was over too quickly; 245 52| men were doubled up with laughter and stamped their feet with 246 59| get up again and finally lay on its side and closed its 247 1| the river. It was like a layer of cotton placed on the 248 15| What kind of lead did you take, Maillochon?" 249 28| occasionally stretched out a leg in answer to its companion' 250 11| people who are worried by legitimate troubles and of hunted animals. 251 7| slowly filled his pipe and lighted it. His name was Labouise, 252 65| mud-covered boat slipped over the lily pads and bent the flowers, 253 55| to run away with a slow, limping, jerky gallop.~ ~ 254 17| forest and is the boundary line for rabbit hunting. It is 255 11| stiff hairs under his lower lip. He was bald around the 256 8| Labouise and Maillochon live easily.~ ~ 257 38| you doing -- going to the locomotive show?"~ ~ 258 21| was stuffed into Chicot's loose shirt.~ ~ 259 11| few stiff hairs under his lower lip. He was bald around 260 4| over the river, a flatboat, manned by two men, pushed up on 261 64| When the meal was over they once more 262 58| m going to give him some medicine." And while the other man 263 10| while twenty or thirty miles from there, on the Oise, 264 78| be a little big for that! Mind you, I don't say it's a 265 6| right. I'll be with you in a minute." Then he disappeared, in 266 3| pierced through these opaque mists. They passed by like wild 267 8| navigated regularly only in the months of famine. The rest of the 268 58| poor beast had finished its mournful cry, like a last call for 269 58| was forcing the animal's mouth open, Chicot stuck the barrel 270 66| idea to him. Maillochon was moved by a prolonged, silent laugh.~ ~ 271 | much 272 65| water-lilies, and the heavy, mud-covered boat slipped over the lily 273 63| a hiding place in their muddy, worm-eaten boat, and they 274 56| look, was watching his two murderers approach. Suddenly he stretched 275 | must 276 11| than a short brush of a mustache and a few stiff hairs under 277 | my 278 7| pipe and lighted it. His name was Labouise, but he was 279 8| order of sailors and they navigated regularly only in the months 280 5| then he threw the dripping net over his shoulder. His companion, 281 64| dead donkey and slept. At nightfall Labouise awoke and shook 282 | nine 283 8| poachers on the water and nocturnal hunters, sometimes ambushing 284 10| At Joinville or at Nogent some boatman would be looking 285 16| Very small, number nine; that's the best for 286 68| thing and another. By eleven o'clock the last customer 287 2| noise like the rattle of an oar and then the sound of something 288 | off 289 10| miles from there, on the Oise, some shopkeeper would be 290 70| ve not nothing but gray ones?"~ ~ 291 63| bread and butter and raw onions from a hiding place in their 292 | only 293 59| run. A stream of blood was oozing through its teeth. Soon 294 3| near, pierced through these opaque mists. They passed by like 295 48| Chicot this time opened his other eye in order to 296 64| buzzsaw. "Come on, sister," he ordered.~ ~ 297 | our 298 28| it proceeded thus, with outstretched neck and ears lying flat, 299 24| two men slackened their pace and began to watch. Soon 300 65| boat slipped over the lily pads and bent the flowers, which 301 52| roll up his sleeves. He had paid, hadn't he? Well, then, 302 5| was rowing rose and took a pailful of fish from the bottom 303 55| wounded and felt a sharp pain, for it tried to run away 304 71| declared: "Three francs a pair!"~ ~ 305 66| from the Maisons-Laffitte Park, Labouise stopped his companion 306 7| called Chicot, and was in partnership with Maillochon, commonly 307 10| offered him as they were passing.~ ~ 308 51| slowly and said: "A little pepper for the ears; watch, Ghicot!" 309 24| The trees could be barely perceived, as through a veil, and 310 4| near the village, a barely perceptible shadow appeared on the water. 311 68| The night was perfectly black when they reached 312 76| Labouise, who seemed perplexed, pretended to consult Maillochon 313 19| jumping to the ground, picked up a little gray rabbit, 314 8| searching their clothes, picking up floating rags and empty 315 90| out four big five-franc pieces from the cash drawer, and 316 3| perhaps from quite near, pierced through these opaque mists. 317 14| turned snowy white in the pink-tinted sky.~ ~ 318 7| the boat slowly filled his pipe and lighted it. His name 319 2| times it was an indistinct plashing, like the cautious advance 320 1| dawning light of day the plaster houses began to appear like 321 49| away! You must make the pleasure last a little."~ ~ 322 11| down, like the body of a plucked chicken.~ ~ 323 8| any prey, dead or alive, poachers on the water and nocturnal 324 90| drawer, and the two friends pocketed the money. Labouise arose, 325 52| threatening to call the police. They could hear her protesting 326 58| When the poor beast had finished its mournful 327 85| But it's not a buck, I'm positive. It's for you to find out 328 74| Labouise answered: "Possibly, but it is not for you; 329 58| trying to make it drink a potion. Then he said: "Look out, 330 7| commonly called Mailloche, to practice the doubtful and undefined 331 59| He pressed the trigger. The donkey 332 8| night, watching for any prey, dead or alive, poachers 333 40| Say, your trotter's prime for a race. Where are you 334 10| had disappeared one night, probably stolen, while twenty or 335 28| companion's efforts, and it proceeded thus, with outstretched 336 7| the doubtful and undefined profession of junk-gatherers along 337 66| Maillochon was moved by a prolonged, silent laugh.~ ~ 338 52| police. They could hear her protesting indignantly and cursing 339 29| woman, bent double, was pulling, turning round occasionally 340 91| was following him, kept punching him in the back to express 341 4| flatboat, manned by two men, pushed up on the grass.~ ~ 342 22| After about a quarter of an hour Labouise asked: " 343 60| laughing. It was over too quickly; they had not had their 344 3| a distance, perhaps from quite near, pierced through these 345 40| your trotter's prime for a race. Where are you taking him 346 84| Labouise once more raised his hand and said:~ ~ 347 2| again a sharp noise like the rattle of an oar and then the sound 348 65| They coasted along the reaches covered with water-lilies, 349 11| Maillochon reappeared with his gun wrapped up 350 54| aimed and fired. The donkey received the charge in his thighs, 351 8| sailors and they navigated regularly only in the months of famine. 352 55| comfortably, while Maillochon reloaded the weapon, so happy that 353 9| side by side. They would remain away for a couple of days; 354 39| The woman made no reply. Chicot continued:~ ~ 355 18| seized it, aimed, and the report echoed for some time throughout 356 8| the months of famine. The rest of the time they acted as 357 11| tall and thin, with the restless eye of people who are worried 358 52| tortured, and she offered to return the five francs. Labouise 359 52| shake them in order to get rid of the stinging sensation. 360 21| The two men seemed to be riding easily on the water. The 361 24| shores, was beginning to rise. The trees could be barely 362 82| the thing and take it. No risk for me."~ ~ 363 49| who then sat down by the road to see what was going to 364 52| thrashing and pretended to roll up his sleeves. He had paid, 365 17| burrows hidden under the roots of trees, and the creatures 366 5| The one who was rowing rose and took a pailful of fish 367 65| Maillochon began to row. As they had plenty of time 368 10| some shopkeeper would be rubbing his hands, congratulating 369 52| joy. The woman, indignant, rushed forward; she did not want 370 3| which have slept in the rushes and which fly away at the 371 8| They were a low order of sailors and they navigated regularly 372 | same 373 11| dirty cap that he wore his scalp seemed to be covered with 374 13| every one "sister," even his scavenger companion.~ ~ 375 8| looking for drowned people and searching their clothes, picking up 376 65| of time they went up the Seine slowly. They coasted along 377 18| on the floor. Suddenly he seized it, aimed, and the report 378 82| Because, sister, from now on I sell from where I stand. Plenty 379 27| hill stretched out in a semicircle. One house stood out alone 380 52| get rid of the stinging sensation. The two men were doubled 381 66| wall of the Eperon, which separates the Saint-Germain forest 382 21| disappeared under the board which served as a hiding place and the 383 9| At times they would set out on foot about noon and 384 4| village, a barely perceptible shadow appeared on the water. Then 385 90| was disappearing in the shadows he turned round to exclaim: " 386 52| long ears and he began to shake them in order to get rid 387 | shall 388 68| when they reached the wine shop of old man Jules. As soon 389 10| there, on the Oise, some shopkeeper would be rubbing his hands, 390 | should 391 5| the dripping net over his shoulder. His companion, who had 392 11| animals. His open shirt showed his hairy chest, but he 393 28| it would ever be out of sight.~ ~ 394 26| time to time Labouise would sit up and look over the horizon 395 72| about the price. Two francs sixty-five and the two rabbits were 396 76| a shot and it drops. We skipped on account of the game people. 397 52| would take a shot at her skirts, just to show that it didn' 398 24| opposite Herblay, the two men slackened their pace and began to 399 52| pretended to roll up his sleeves. He had paid, hadn't he? 400 2| just opposite Frette, a slight noise from time to time 401 65| heavy, mud-covered boat slipped over the lily pads and bent 402 55| happy that he seemed to sneeze into the barrel. He stepped 403 64| shook his comrade, who was snoring like a buzzsaw. "Come on, 404 14| mist, which was now turned snowy white in the pink-tinted 405 12| aiming at something or at somebody, and when people jokingly 406 40| are you taking him at that speed?"~ ~ 407 1| began to appear like white spots. Cocks were crowing in the 408 52| doubled up with laughter and stamped their feet with joy. The 409 82| now on I sell from where I stand. Plenty of people will buy. 410 7| The man who had stayed in the boat slowly filled 411 55| sneeze into the barrel. He stepped forward a few paces, and, 412 59| donkey stumbled back a few steps, fell down, tried to get 413 29| strike the donkey with a stick.~ ~ 414 11| of a mustache and a few stiff hairs under his lower lip. 415 28| a donkey. The stubborn, stiff-jointed beast occasionally stretched 416 52| order to get rid of the stinging sensation. The two men were 417 74| not for you; you're too stingy."~ ~ 418 1| was not a breath of air stirring; a heavy mist was lying 419 10| disappeared one night, probably stolen, while twenty or thirty 420 9| about noon and stroll along straight ahead. They would dine in 421 1| indistinct, hidden behind strange fogs. But day was breaking 422 59| it were, trying to run. A stream of blood was oozing through 423 56| Maillochon with a long stride, Labouise with the short, 424 29| turning round occasionally to strike the donkey with a stick.~ ~ 425 19| Labouise, in a few strokes, touched the beach, and 426 9| out on foot about noon and stroll along straight ahead. They 427 52| The tiny shot struck the donkey's long ears and 428 28| woman dragging a donkey. The stubborn, stiff-jointed beast occasionally 429 58| animal's mouth open, Chicot stuck the barrel of his gun down 430 21| place and the rabbit was stuffed into Chicot's loose shirt.~ ~ 431 59| the trigger. The donkey stumbled back a few steps, fell down, 432 54| he thought he was being stung by flies, for he began to 433 | such 434 23| It will suit me," Maillochon answered.~ ~ 435 26| disappeared and the large summer sun was climbing in the 436 27| house stood out alone at the summit. Everything was silent.~ ~ 437 26| disappeared and the large summer sun was climbing in the blue 438 83| growing suspicious, exclaimed "Supposing he wasn't there!"~ ~ 439 46| bridle. Maillochon asked in surprise:~ ~ 440 83| The innkeeper, growing suspicious, exclaimed "Supposing he 441 50| was so exhausted that it swayed on its legs as if it were 442 85| He's there, I swear! -- first bush to the left. 443 24| The boat started swiftly down the current. The mist, 444 68| them and sat down at their table. They began to talk of one 445 54| thrash himself with his tail.~ ~ 446 57| Labouise, out of breath, had taken the gun. This time he walked 447 76| end of the wall. Mailloche takes a shot and it drops. We 448 | taking 449 68| their table. They began to talk of one thing and another. 450 59| blood was oozing through its teeth. Soon it stopped moving. 451 11| He was bald around the temples. When he took off the dirty 452 | than 453 | themselves 454 | these 455 54| received the charge in his thighs, but the shot was so small 456 11| forty or fifty, tall and thin, with the restless eye of 457 10| stolen, while twenty or thirty miles from there, on the 458 54| such a distance that he thought he was being stung by flies, 459 54| by flies, for he began to thrash himself with his tail.~ ~ 460 52| Labouise threatened her with a thrashing and pretended to roll up 461 52| the five francs. Labouise threatened her with a thrashing and 462 52| didn't hurt. She went away, threatening to call the police. They 463 58| barrel of his gun down its throat, as if he were trying to 464 | throughout 465 25| they stopped their boat, tied it to a tree and went to 466 3| mist and uttering a low and timid sound which wakes their 467 52| The tiny shot struck the donkey's 468 56| little man. But the donkey, tired out, had stopped, and, with 469 76| enough. But what is it? If I told you I'd be lying, and you 470 52| not want her donkey to be tortured, and she offered to return 471 19| Labouise, in a few strokes, touched the beach, and his companion, 472 28| moving slowly along the tow-path, advancing with difficulty. 473 | Toward 474 25| their boat, tied it to a tree and went to sleep in the 475 59| eyes: The whole body was trembling, its legs were kicking as 476 59| He pressed the trigger. The donkey stumbled back 477 56| with the short, breathless trot of a little man. But the 478 40| Say, your trotter's prime for a race. Where 479 11| are worried by legitimate troubles and of hunted animals. His 480 9| seen rowing about in the tub which they called their 481 29| bent double, was pulling, turning round occasionally to strike 482 85| to find out what it is. Twenty-five francs, cash down!"~ ~ 483 7| practice the doubtful and undefined profession of junk-gatherers 484 | until 485 3| day, crossing the mist and uttering a low and timid sound which 486 24| perceived, as through a veil, and the little clouds of 487 | Very 488 50| about forty paces from the victim. The ass, feeling itself 489 4| along the bank, near the village, a barely perceptible shadow 490 27| other side of the river the vineyard-covered hill stretched out in a 491 1| and the hill was becoming visible. In the dawning light of 492 76| Then he answered in a slow voice: "This is how it is. We 493 3| low and timid sound which wakes their brothers along the 494 82| have to do is to take a walk over there, find the thing 495 57| taken the gun. This time he walked right up close, as he did 496 20| keep away from the game wardens.~ ~ 497 83| exclaimed "Supposing he wasn't there!"~ ~ 498 65| the reaches covered with water-lilies, and the heavy, mud-covered 499 3| Sometimes whispered words, coming perhaps from 500 | Why 501 3| mists. They passed by like wild birds which have slept in 502 68| had left and old man Jules winked at Labouise and asked: " 503 43| The woman wiped her forehead on the back 504 57| up close, as he did not wish to begin the chase over 505 73| something else, but you won't say what."~ ~ 506 3| Sometimes whispered words, coming perhaps from a distance, 507 11| off the dirty cap that he wore his scalp seemed to be covered 508 63| hiding place in their muddy, worm-eaten boat, and they began to 509 11| restless eye of people who are worried by legitimate troubles and 510 60| had not had their money's worth. Maillochon asked: "Well, 511 41| to have him killed. He's worthless."~ ~ 512 55| was running. It had been wounded and felt a sharp pain, for 513 11| reappeared with his gun wrapped up in rags. He was a man 514 | yet