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Rh My God!

After,—what place for a few minutes' speech?

Where? Ah!… but… Ah my God!…

Say!

I reflect!…

Where?

At the pastry-house of Ragueneau.

Where lodges he?

The Rue—God!—St. Honoré!

Good. Be you there. At seven.

Without fail.