Well, my dear, it is time you stopped wallowing in your sorrows like a common wretch. He winced from the wasp-like sting. “It was fine and brave of you. We’ll go to the shops. I could not love you else. ‘You!’ ‘Yes, it is I, mademoiselle,’ he continued in his own tongue. I could not have committed this robbery. There had been disappointments and humiliations, and although she hated to admit it even to herself, she was in desperate straits.
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