Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. ” She said. You wore a blue dress with your hair unbound, and never had I seen a maid so glorious with eyes so blue or a smile so bright. I want to leave Paris to-day—this very day. ‘So it is that you have made Jacques betray me. ’ ‘Dieu du ciel,’ came from the lady in a furious tone, before the astonished Roding could respond. That is what my mother used to call me.
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