“Oh, I am lonely,” she moaned. "And me," added Mrs. Well one night, some of us saw him, or thought we saw him, at a café dining with ‘Alcide,’—as a matter of fact, it seems that it was her sister. " "What else did you do when alone?" "I read the encyclopaedia. So you, Jacques, must go and wait for me with the horse. ’ ‘Don’t you believe it. His exploits and escapes are in every body's mouth. They want some fun, and there isn't any. His salvation—if there was to be any—lay in her ignorance of life. At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read for the first time. He felt her warm breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him. " The Wastrel rushed. All that confidence, born of irony, disappeared; and fear laid hold of him.
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