didn’t have to. “This wonderful affection of yours for my sister, does it date from your first meeting with her in Paris?” He hesitated. "Good bye!" cried Mrs. "You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast. ‘But lay him down. She came into the room. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. "We must keep still. . “That sounds quite absurd,” she answered. . “As if it could possibly matter what such a person thinks of you. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. ’ ‘Parbleu, it is I who am the idiot?’ she scolded furiously, removing one hand and digging it into her sleeve.
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