Remember, in your story—look at it, scattered everywhere!—that line? We arrive at true happiness only through labyrinths of misery. Very dark, like yours, ma’am. They laughed and talked and stared about them. Hot coffee and cakes were sent in to them in the morning by some intelligent sympathizer, or she would have starved all day. ‘Merci, dieu.
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