I am absolutely sure of him," she said angrily.
"Oh, well--if you're sure, it's all right," said Jeanne.
The ringing of the telephone-bell made a fortunate diversion.
Germaine rushed to it, clapped the receiver to her ear, and cried: "Hello, is that you, Pierre?
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Oh, it's Victoire, is it?
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Ah, some presents have come, have they?
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Well, well, what are they?
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What! a paper-knife--another paper-knife! ...