Jean-Christophe Journey's End by Romain Rolland
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page 286 of 655 (43%)
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The boy went home through the dark streets in which the gas-lamps were not yet lit. Olivier's words were ringing in his head. He thought that it was as cruel to laugh at people because they had weak eyes as because they were hunchbacked. And he thought that Rainette had very pretty eyes: and he thought that he had brought tears into them. He could not bear that. He turned and went across to the stationer's. The window was still a little open: and he thrust his head inside and called in a whisper: "Rainette." She did not reply. "Rainette. I beg your pardon." From the darkness came Rainette's voice, saying: "Beast! I hate you." "I'm sorry," he said. He stopped. Then, on a sudden impulse, he said in an even softer whisper, uneasily, rather shamefacedly: "You know, Rainette, I believe in God just as you do." "Really?" "Really." |
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