Under her feet lay intricate mosaics, and each warm hall was festooned in tapestries. “Monsieur would dine! It was very good! And Madame, of course?” with a low bow. I offered myself as a clerk, as a milliner, as a shop girl. “I opened my eyes, and she was bending over my bedside. Her heart was beating with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for. If you met her you would, I am certain, think her as fine as I do.
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