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<p>A green and yellow parrot, which hung in a cage outside the door, kept</p> <p>repeating over and over:</p> <p>"Allez vous-en! Allez vous-en! Sapristi! That's all right!"</p> <p>He could speak a little Spanish, and also a language which nobody</p> <p>understood, unless it was the mocking-bird that hung on the other</p> <p>side of the door, whistling his fluty notes out upon the breeze with</p> <p>maddening persistence.</p> <p>Mr. Pontellier, unable to read his newspaper with any degree of comfort,</p> <p>arose with an expression and an exclamation of disgust.</p> <p>He walked down the gallery and across the narrow "bridges" which</p> <p>connected the Lebrun cottages one with the other. He had been seated</p> <p>before the door of the main house. The parrot and the mockingbird were</p> <p>the property of Madame Lebrun, and they had the right to make all the</p> <p>noise they wished. Mr. Pontellier had the privilege of quitting their</p> <p>society when they ceased to be entertaining.</p> <p>He stopped before the door of his own cottage, which was the fourth one</p> <p>from the main building and next to the last. Seating himself in a wicker</p> <p>rocker which was there, he once more applied himself to the task of</p> <p>reading the newspaper. The day was Sunday; the paper was a day old. The</p> <p>Sunday papers had not yet reached Grand Isle. He was already acquainted</p> <p>with the market reports, and he glanced restlessly over the editorials</p> <p>and bits of news which he had not had time to read before quitting New</p> <p>Orleans the day before.</p> <p>Mr. Pontellier wore eye-glasses. He was a man of forty, of medium height</p> <p>and rather slender build; he stooped a little. His hair was brown and</p> <p>straight, parted on one side. His beard was neatly and closely trimmed.</p> <p>Once in a while he withdrew his glance from the newspaper and looked</p> <p>about him. There was more noise than ever over at the house. The main</p> <p>building was called "the house," to distinguish it from the cottages.</p> <p>The chattering and whistling birds were still at it. Two young girls,</p> <p>the Farival twins, were playing a duet from "Zampa" upon the piano.</p> <p>Madame Lebrun was bustling in and out, giving orders in a high key to a</p> <p>yard-boy whenever she got inside the house, and directions in an equally</p> <p>high voice to a dining-room servant whenever she got outside. She was</p> <p>a fresh, pretty woman, clad always in white with elbow sleeves. Her</p> <p>starched skirts crinkled as she came and went. Farther down, before</p> <p>one of the cottages, a lady in black was walking demurely up and down,</p> <p>telling her beads. A good many persons of the pension had gone over to</p> <p>the Cheniere Caminada in Beaudelet's lugger to hear mass. Some young</p> <p>people were out under the wateroaks playing croquet. Mr. Pontellier's</p> <p>two children were there sturdy little fellows of four and five. A</p> <p>quadroon nurse followed them about with a faraway, meditative air.</p>画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。
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