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 Looking up with a smile Marie met his rough kiss; then they kissed yet again in complete contentment.

But beyond in the kitchen, Mirèio, the bitch, paced miserably, always seeking her puppies. And her teats hung heavy and painful with milk so that they dragged at the skin of her sides, revealing her massive ribs in their gauntness. And she gave forth a long-drawn, disconsolate sound as of something inarticulate, weeping. 28