You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. The lights of the Champs Elysées and the Place de la Concorde, suggestive, brilliant, seductive, shone like an army of fireflies against the deep cool background of the night. "A vow," she answered,—"a vow to my dead husband.
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