‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. And, though the villain can't see his orders executed, I've no doubt some one else will. There was nothing in the pockets of the coat. He took a handful of almonds and raisins that she held out to him—for both these young people had given up the practice of going out for luncheon—and kept her hand for a moment to kiss her finger-tips.
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