"Fire! That was what drew me to you in the beginning. Meat pies with sweet crust were stuffed with macaroni, steaks of pork and beef were pounded thin and grilled rare, capons had been marinated in plum wine and cinnamon, and veal sausages stewed in cream were served over fine noodles: all the dishes that he loved were present. It might be upset. “Go on!” “You know—in Paris they coupled my name with some one’s—an Englishman’s. There was a deep groan, and the sound of a fall within. His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. ‘But I am perfectly serious,’ he returned in a voice of protest. ‘Quite mad, nuns are. There was a flash and a loud report.
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