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Mrs Baroda was a little provoked to learn that her husband expected his

friend, Gouvernail, up to spend a week or two on the plantation

They had entertained a good deal during the winter; much of the time had

also been passed in New Orleans in various for forward to a period of unbroken rest, now, and

undisturbed tete-a-tete with her husband, when he infor up to stay a week or two

This was a man she had heard much of but never seen He had been her

husband's college friend; was now a journalist, and in no sense a

society man or "a man about tohich were, perhaps, some of the

reasons she had never e of him in her lasses, and his hands in his pockets; and she did not like hih, but he wasn't very tall nor very cynical;

neither did he wear eyeglasses nor carry his hands in his pockets And

she rather liked him when he first presented himself

But why she liked him she could not explain satisfactorily to herself

when she partly attempted to do so She could discover in hi traits which Gaston, her husband, had

often assured her that he possessed On the contrary, he sat rather erness to make him feel at home

and in face of Gaston's frank and wordy hospitality Hiswoman could require; but he