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Oh, Madame, scarcely! And often I thought of the happiness of beholding my father depending on me in his old age!" "You thought that, Monsieur ?" interrupted the marquis, his eyes losing some of their metallic hardness.

"You thought that ?" What irony lay in the taste of this knowledge! "Monsieur," said the Chevalier with drunken asperity, "permit me to say that you are interrupting a fine apostrophe!.

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