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"
Do
take
care
!
"
he
said
.
"
Ah
!
if
you
knew
!
"
she
replied
.
And
she
began
telling
him
everything
,
hurriedly
,
disjointedly
,
exaggerating
the
facts
,
inventing
many
,
and
so
prodigal
of
parentheses
that
he
understood
nothing
of
it
.
"
Come
,
my
poor
angel
,
courage
!
Be
comforted
!
be
patient
!
"
"
But
I
have
been
patient
;
I
have
suffered
for
four
years
.
A
love
like
ours
ought
to
show
itself
in
the
face
of
heaven
.
They
torture
me
!
I
can
bear
it
no
longer
!
Save
me
!
"
She
clung
to
Rodolphe
.
Her
eyes
,
full
of
tears
,
flashed
like
flames
beneath
a
wave
;
her
breast
heaved
;
he
had
never
loved
her
so
much
,
so
that
he
lost
his
head
and
said
"
What
is
,
it
?
What
do
you
wish
?
"
"
Take
me
away
,
"
she
cried
,
"
carry
me
off
!
Oh
,
I
pray
you
!
"
And
she
threw
herself
upon
his
mouth
,
as
if
to
seize
there
the
unexpected
consent
if
breathed
forth
in
a
kiss
.
"
But
--
"
Rodolphe
resumed
.
"
What
?
"
"
Your
little
girl
!
"
She
reflected
a
few
moments
,
then
replied
--
