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Jeanne caive me a kiss, uncle?"

She offered him her rosy cheek

"With all irl"

Then he melted into tears, and hid his face in his pillow

"And noe must be left alone," said the doctor

He ca account of the patient

Hardly had the street door closed behind hi down the stairs

"Charnot!"

The old nuht of stairs

"Did you call me, Monsieur?"

"Yes, to invite you to dinner I couldn't say the words just now, but it was in my mind"

"It is very kind of you, but we leave at nine o'clock"

"I dine at seven; that's plenty of time"

"It will tire you too much"