7. “For no other reason than you talk too much. These daughters! He gnawed his pen and reflected, tore the sheet up, and began again. God is a jealous God, and He turned upon me relentlessly. Something seemed awry. It is not at all comme il faut. But he does not come to see me since three days, even that these are my affairs and one could think that he would tell it to me if there is news, no?’ ‘When he has news to tell he will come, child, trust me,’ the old lady assured her. She ought to have been disposed to faint and scream at all these happenings; she ought to have maintained a front of outraged dignity to veil the sinking of her heart.
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