Conscience — Volume 1 by Hector Malot
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his desk with his fist. What a fool he had been!
The bell rang again. This time, not expecting a rich patient, he would not open it. After a moment a slight tap was heard on the panel. He rose quickly and ran to open the door. A woman threw herself into his arms. "O my dearest! I am so glad to find you at home!" CHAPTER VI A SWEET CONSOLER She passed her arm about him and pressed him to her, and with arms entwined they entered the study. "How glad I am!" she said. "What a good idea I had!" With a quick movement she took off her long gray cloak that enveloped her from head to foot. "And are you glad?" she asked, as she stood looking at him. "Can you ask that?" "Only to hear you say that you are." |
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