By the time she arrived at the Beck’s doorstep, the morning was risen. ‘Do you think I could endure to hear you prattling your abominable French in my ear day by day? Enough to drive me straight into my grave. You may go back, Marthe. You’re of age— you’re of age. Let me have more light, that I may behold him.
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