Finally he died; and she
had a mass said for the repose of his soul.
That day a great joy came to her: at dinner-time, Madame de
Larsonniere's servant called with the parrot, the cage, and the perch
and chain and lock. A note from the baroness told Madame Aubain that as
her husband had been promoted to a prefecture, they were leaving that
night, and she begged her to accept the bird as a remembrance and a
token of her esteem.
Since a long time the parrot had been on Felicite's mind, because he
came from America, which reminded her of Victor, and she had approached
the negro on the subject.
Once even, she had said:
"How glad Madame would be to have him!"
The man had repeated this remark to his mistress who, not being able to
keep the bird, took this means of getting rid of it.
CHAPTER IV
He was called Loulou. His body was green, his head blue, the tips of his
wings were pink and his breast was golden.
But he had the tiresome tricks of biting his perch, pulling his feathers
out, scattering refuse and spilling the water of his bath.
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