She wore a wonderful dress of turquoise blue, made by a great dressmaker for a function which she knew very well now that she would never attend. ‘Espéce de diable,’ she screamed. “I”—he seemed to have a difficulty with the word—“I love you. It isn't as if he were stricken with typhoid or pneumonia or something like that.
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