Red Lily, the — Volume 02 by Anatole France
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page 74 of 95 (77%)
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"Ah, if I could have foreseen! That hunting party--I cared little for it, as you may think! But you--your letter, that of the twenty-seventh" --he had a gift for dates--"has thrown me into a horrible anxiety. Something has happened. Tell me everything." "My friend, I believed you had ceased to love me." "But now that you know the contrary?" "Now--" She paused, her arms fell before her and her hands were joined. Then, with affected tranquillity, she continued: "Well, my friend, we took each other without knowing. One never knows. You are young; younger than I, since we are of the same age. You have, doubtless, projects for the future." He looked at her proudly. She continued: "Your family, your mother, your aunts, your uncle the General, have projects for you. That is natural. I might have become an obstacle. It is better that I should disappear from your life. We shall keep a fond remembrance of each other." She extended her gloved hand. He folded his arms: "Then, you do not want me? You have made me happy, as no other man ever |
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