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’
Again
Monsieur
was
right
.
The
dog
was
very
important
.
People
were
justly
interested
in
the
dog
.
As
one
of
the
dogs
celebrated
everywhere
,
Ma
’
amselle
would
observe
.
Ma
’
amselle
was
a
little
slow
to
observe
it
,
as
though
she
were
not
yet
well
accustomed
to
the
French
tongue
.
Mrs
General
,
however
,
observed
it
for
her
.
‘
Ask
him
if
he
has
saved
many
lives
?
’
said
,
in
his
native
English
,
the
young
man
who
had
been
put
out
of
countenance
.
The
host
needed
no
translation
of
the
question
.
He
promptly
replied
in
French
,
‘
No
.
Not
this
one
.
’
‘
Why
not
?
’
the
same
gentleman
asked
.
‘
Pardon
,
’
returned
the
host
composedly
,
‘
give
him
the
opportunity
and
he
will
do
it
without
doubt
.
For
example
,
I
am
well
convinced
,
’
smiling
sedately
,
as
he
cut
up
the
dish
of
veal
to
be
handed
round
,
on
the
young
man
who
had
been
put
out
of
countenance
,
‘
that
if
you
,
Monsieur
,
would
give
him
the
opportunity
,
he
would
hasten
with
great
ardour
to
fulfil
his
duty
.
’
The
artist
traveller
laughed
.
The
insinuating
traveller
(
who
evinced
a
provident
anxiety
to
get
his
full
share
of
the
supper
)
,
wiping
some
drops
of
wine
from
his
moustache
with
a
piece
of
bread
,
joined
the
conversation
.
‘
It
is
becoming
late
in
the
year
,
my
Father
,
’
said
he
,
‘
for
tourist
-
travellers
,
is
it
not
?
’
‘
Yes
,
it
is
late
.
Yet
two
or
three
weeks
,
at
most
,
and
we
shall
be
left
to
the
winter
snows
.
’
