To-night we leave for Marseilles. How provoking!" she added, pretending to rummage her pockets; "one never can find a thing when one wants it. . "Ah! you are there, my dear young lady," said the widow, smiling faintly; "when I first waken, I'm always in dread of finding myself again in that horrible asylum.
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