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Rh "What are you looking at?"

"I am looking at you; indeed, you are adorable like that! One would say you were carrying me off."

"And they would be right, pardieu!"

"Oh! I think you swore, Eugénie."

And the two young girls, whom every one might have thought plunged in grief, the one on her own account, the other from interest in her friend, burst out laughing, as they cleared away every visible trace of the disorder which had naturally accompanied the preparations for