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The Son of Clemenceau

CHAPTER XI
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It was reluctantly that she restored the wallet to his inner pocket, of which she buttoned the flap, bidding him be so very, very careful of what would be their subsistence in the mango groves.
"Oh, how I love you," he said, bewildered and enthralled; "I love you because you retain, after the finished graces of woman have come, the naive traits of the guileless girl.

What a joy that I divined your excellences when you were so young and that I was favored by your regard, and now am gladdened by your trustful smiles." "I trust you so much that I could wish this money did not weigh on your bosom.

I love you without it, and I shall love you as long as you live." Seeming to be as exalted as he, she grasped both his hands and drew his face nearer and nearer hers to look him in the eyes.
"I do not ask anything of you but to be good to me.

Do not reproach me for leaving my lawful lord for you! If there is a fault in quitting him who neglects me, never cast it upon me.

Let us go! anywhere, if but you are ever beside me, to protect, to support and cherish!" Her moist eyes were as eloquent as her lips, and to have doubted her, he must have doubted all evidence of his senses.


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