Petty Troubles of Married Life, Second Part by Honoré de Balzac
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A double sigh. "Have you forgotten our agreement?" "No." "Why haven't you been to see me, then?" "I am never left alone. Even here we shall hardly have time to talk." "Ah! if Adolphe were to get into such habits as that!" exclaimed Caroline. "You saw us, Armand and me, when he paid me what is called, I don't know why, his court." "Yes, I admired him, I thought you very happy, you had found your ideal, a fine, good-sized man, always well dressed, with yellow gloves, his beard well shaven, patent leather boots, a clean shirt, exquisitely neat, and so attentive--" "Yes, yes, go on." "In short, quite an elegant man: his voice was femininely sweet, and then such gentleness! And his promises of happiness and liberty! His sentences were veneered with rosewood. He stocked his conversation with shawls and laces. In his smallest expression you heard the rumbling of a coach and four. Your wedding presents were magnificent. Armand seemed to me like a husband of velvet, of a robe of birds' |
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