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Burton had brought in and seltzer, and it was on the tray,

near, so I drank it, and said to s"--and then I telephoned to Suzette to come and dine

There is a h up near her eye,

there are three black hairs in it--I had never seen the--c'est fini--je ne puis plus!

Of course we have all got moles with three black hairs in them--and the

awful edy of

life--disillusion

I cannot help being horribly introspective, Maurice would agree to

whatever I said, so there is no use in talking to him--I rush to this

journal, it cannot look at me with fond watery eyes of reproach and

disapproval--as Burton would if I let o to him

May 16th--The times have been too anxious to write, it is over two

months since I opened this book But it cannot be, it cannot be that we

shall be beaten--Oh! God--why aht! The raids

are continuous--All the fluffies and nearly everyone left Paris in the

ticklish March and April times, but now their fears are lulled a little