And no ill-chances. The room in which she sat was a portion of the garret, assigned, as we have just stated, by Mr. ’ ‘Why should Gérard care?’ sneered Gosse. Even her memories of he who had frequented her life for the longest period of years were worn and fading. The well of tears in her eyes was dry. This was followed by heavy footsteps, and in another moment the dining-room door was flung open.
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