Conscience — Volume 4 by Hector Malot
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page 29 of 76 (38%)
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In her present state of mind she could not but find the house he chose
admirable; the street was admirable, the house was admirable, the apartment was admirable. As it contained three bedrooms opening on a terrace, where he would keep the animals for his experiments, Saniel wished to have her decide which one she would choose; as she would share it with him she wished to take the best, but he would not accept this arrangement. "I want you to choose between the two little ones," he said. "The largest and best must be reserved for your mother, who, not being able to go out, needs more space, air, and light than we do." She was transported with his kindness, delicacy, and generosity. Never would she be able to love him enough to raise herself up to him. Fortunately the principal rooms, the parlor and the office, were about the same size as those in the Rue Louis-le-Grand, so there need be but little change in furnishing; and they would bring their furniture from the Rue des Moines. This feminine talk, interrupted by passionate exclamations and glances, charmed Saniel, who had forgotten the incident of the confession and his anger, thinking only of Phillis, seeing only her, ravished by her gayety, her vivacity, his whole being stirred by the tender caresses of her beautiful dark eyes. How could he not be happy with this delicious woman who held such sway over him, and who loved him so ardently? For him a single danger henceforth--solitude. She would preserve him from it. With her gayety, |
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