But—Miss Pellissier!” “Well?” “Are you quite sure that you want us this evening? Wouldn’t you rather be alone? Just say the word, and we’ll clear out like a shot. To be alone with her, in idleness, was an intolerable thought. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. ‘While you are making me this interrogation, my poor Jacques bleeds to death.
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