Sealed Lips — page 121: what you’re looking at

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SHALED LIPS. 113 CHAPTER XIII. GODEFROID’S STERN RESOLVE. One evening, after dinner, Godefroid was seated in his chair before his desk. Usually at this hour he would be stretched out before the fire on a sofa. He was agitated, and his hands trembled; he had hardly eaten anything. Patrice feared that he had a fever, and asked him: “Do you not feel well this evening?” “Do I look like an invalid, then?” said he, with a disappointed air. He arose and approached the mirror, looking at himself as anxiously as a coquette does at her first wrinkle, then he returned to his seat. | “No,” said he. “I feel very well. Only I am pre- occupied. My dear Patrice,” said he suddenly, “I have something important to tell you.” “Something pleasant, I hope,” added Patrice, to encourage his friend, who seemed moved at the communication he was about to make. “If you remember, you advised me once to get married,” said Godefroid. “Perhaps you remember also who it was that you advised me to marry?” “T have not forgotten, it was Mademoiselle Sau- val,” replied Patrice, as he arose and lowered the lamp shade to keep the light from his eyes. Gomicdooks (Cl Q)