Ha! Ha! Ha!" He laughed most undutifully and then his face twitched grimly.
"That implacable brute Allegre followed them down ceremoniously and put my mother into the fiacre at the door with the greatest deference.

He didn't open his lips though, and made a great bow as the fiacre drove away.

My mother didn't recover from her consternation for three days.

I lunch with her almost daily and I couldn't imagine what was the matter.
Then one day.

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