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Suddenly she felt her wrist grasped by a strong hand. You are doing your best to break our friendship. E. He probably imagines himself to be a thousand times worse off than he actually is. For a moment he believed this merely a new phase of the dream. Her tone was hoarse with passion. 265 The madness crept around her like smoke under a door. She felt that for a time at any rate her depressing struggle against continual failure was at an end. The spinsters were not kind; they were only curious because she was odd and wore a dress thirty years out of date. In the periphery of her vision, she saw the door pulled back. In Paris, in July, a raging mob had stormed the Bastille, provoking circumspect aristocrats to uproot themselves and take refuge abroad. Presently she was again in that dreadful tavern of the Thénardiers. Then suddenly with a rush came reality, came “growing up”; a hasty imperative appeal for seriousness, for supreme seriousness. Perhaps you'll give me in return some token, by which I may remind you of this occurrence, in case we meet again.
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