Every now and then she fingered an ornament, moved a piece of furniture, or rearranged some draperies. Eyebrows knitting, she looked towards the ground a few feet away from him, guiltily. Blest with a fond husband, surrounded by every comfort, you have never been assailed by the horrible temptations to which misery has exposed me. But that doesn’t alter the fact that there IS innocence. ‘Do not move, messieurs, or I shall be compelled to blow off your head.
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