‘You are wise, Marthe. Her curiosity was insatiable, her dreams filled with happy speculation over what hair color her babies would inherit. You will be my witness, Madame Joan. "One whom you may perhaps have forgotten," replied the stranger, "but who can never forget the kindness he experienced at your hands, or at those of your excellent husband. I hate what I am. She pulled a few strands of her hair from her head to leave with Michelle’s.
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