Monsieur, Madame, and Bebe — Volume 01 by Gustave Droz
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I distinguished amid a confused sigh a little "Yes!" that resembled a mere breath. "I don't frighten you any longer?" "No," she murmured, very softly. "You will be my little wife, then, Louise; you will let me teach you to love me as I love you?" "I do love you," said she, but so softly and so gently that she seemed to be dreaming. How many times have we not laughed over these recollections, already so remote. |
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