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She
murmured
faintly
:
"
Oh
,
it
was
terrible
,
with
mamma
especially
.
"
"
Your
mamma
?
What
did
she
say
?
Tell
me
!
"
"
Oh
,
it
was
frightful
!
I
entered
her
room
and
made
the
little
speech
I
had
prepared
.
She
turned
pale
and
cried
:
'
Never
!
'
I
wept
,
I
protested
that
I
would
marry
only
you
;
she
was
like
a
mad
woman
;
she
vowed
I
should
be
sent
to
a
convent
.
I
never
saw
her
like
that
,
never
.
Papa
,
hearing
her
agitated
words
,
entered
.
He
was
not
as
angry
as
she
was
,
but
he
said
you
were
not
a
suitable
match
for
me
.
As
they
had
vexed
me
,
I
talked
louder
than
they
,
and
papa
with
a
dramatic
air
bade
me
leave
the
room
.
That
decided
me
to
fly
with
you
.
And
here
I
am
;
where
shall
we
go
?
"
He
replied
,
encircling
her
waist
with
his
arm
:
"
It
is
too
late
to
take
the
train
;
this
cab
will
take
us
to
Sevres
where
we
can
spend
the
night
,
and
to-morrow
we
will
leave
for
La
Roche-Guyon
.
It
is
a
pretty
village
on
the
banks
of
the
Seine
between
Mantes
and
Bonnieres
.
"
The
cab
rolled
on
.
Georges
took
the
young
girl
's
hand
and
kissed
it
respectfully
.
He
did
not
know
what
to
say
to
her
,
being
unaccustomed
to
Platonic
affection
.
Suddenly
he
perceived
that
she
was
weeping
.
He
asked
in
affright
:
"
What
ails
you
,
my
dear
little
one
?
"
She
replied
tearfully
:
"
I
was
thinking
that
poor
mamma
could
not
sleep
if
she
had
found
out
that
I
was
gone
!
"
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