. ‘But you said—’
Gerald tutted. ”
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AN AFFAIR TO FORGET, 1965
“What was your real Mom like?” Michelle asked when
they were walking to school the next day. ‘This is not love, Marthe. The man turned at the exclamation, and so did several of the bystanders; but they
could not make out who had uttered it. That is what they call these aristocratic refugees,
the English. I like you
very much, I haven’t known you enough to love you, no
matter how worthy you are of love. See!" she added, tearing the rag
from her head,—"I had beautiful black hair once. Besides these plunderers, there
were others with whom the disposal of their pillage necessarily brought them
into contact, and who seldom failed to attend them during their hours of
relaxation and festivity;—to wit, dealers in junk, old rags, and marine stores,
purchasers of prize-money, crimps, and Jew receivers. He turned irresolutely to the table upon which lay the
scattered leaves of his old manuscripts. He said nothing. She
became eager to explain herself, to show herself in the right light. Is this a reason?’
‘Not good enough? Now I had every hope that it would appeal to you. "Once for all, I shall
go.
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