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“
I
must
think
,
”
Eustacia
murmured
.
“
At
present
speak
of
Paris
to
me
.
Is
there
any
place
like
it
on
earth
?
”
“
It
is
very
beautiful
.
But
will
you
be
mine
?
”
“
I
will
be
nobody
else
’
s
in
the
world
—
does
that
satisfy
you
?
”
“
Yes
,
for
the
present
.
”
“
Now
tell
me
of
the
Tuileries
,
and
the
Louvre
,
”
she
continued
evasively
.
“
I
hate
talking
of
Paris
!
Well
,
I
remember
one
sunny
room
in
the
Louvre
which
would
make
a
fitting
place
for
you
to
live
in
—
the
Galerie
d
’
Apollon
.
Its
windows
are
mainly
east
;
and
in
the
early
morning
,
when
the
sun
is
bright
,
the
whole
apartment
is
in
a
perfect
blaze
of
splendour
.
The
rays
bristle
and
dart
from
the
encrustations
of
gilding
to
the
magnificent
inlaid
coffers
,
from
the
coffers
to
the
gold
and
silver
plate
,
from
the
plate
to
the
jewels
and
precious
stones
,
from
these
to
the
enamels
,
till
there
is
a
perfect
network
of
light
which
quite
dazzles
the
eye
.
But
now
,
about
our
marriage
—
—
”
“
And
Versailles
—
the
King
’
s
Gallery
is
some
such
gorgeous
room
,
is
it
not
?
”
“
Yes
.
But
what
’
s
the
use
of
talking
of
gorgeous
rooms
?
By
the
way
,
the
Little
Trianon
would
suit
us
beautifully
to
live
in
,
and
you
might
walk
in
the
gardens
in
the
moonlight
and
think
you
were
in
some
English
shrubbery
;
it
is
laid
out
in
English
fashion
.
”
“
I
should
hate
to
think
that
!
”
