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As they crossed the palace-court, the courtiers,
who were assembled there in great numbers, could not help exclaiming, Zounds!
There are two pretty girls!
Coquelicot and Bleuette did not even look round,
at this compliment, in such haste were they again to see Lucas and Blaise.
After walking a little way, they began to run.
Away they go, leaping over the high tops of the Lucerne treading under foot
the clover startling the lark upon his nest in the furrow, and the frog that
was asleep on the bank of the stream. Away, away they go hardly taking breath
walking and running alternately.
In this way they reached the village before
night.
They hastened towards their cottage, expecting
to find Blaise and Lucas on the threshold resolved, in their despair, that
they would die on the spot that was so dear to them.
They met two bridal processions.
One was that of Lucas, who married Margot, the
daughter of Big-Peter, and the other that of Blaise, who espoused Flipotte, the
niece of Big-John.
The ingrates still wore in their hats the
ribands which they had received from Coquelicot and Bleuette.
As soon as they saw the pale blue and the pale
green tunic in the arms of their rivals, Bleuette and Coquelicot seemed as
though smitten by a thunderbolt. They fell, never to rise again. Lucas and
Blaise lost, that day, two fond hearts, and two bunches of handsome trinkets.
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