Sealed Lips — page 239: what you’re looking at

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SEALED LIPS, 231 any allusion to it, speaking to her husband, always in a light tone and with a smile on her lips. “T am not pleased with you this morning,” said she, “for you have stolen more than a hour away from me. I excuse you, however, since you gave it to your friend.” “To our friend,” corrected Godefroid. “Do not be jealous of it; you will have me to yourself for several hours. He has gone to Pau.” “Then what made you so late? It was your fas- tidiousness, I am sure of it. Do you think, my dear Antoine, that Iam not able to give you credit until you are cured, for afew strokes of the brush to your hair and the trimming of your beard?” “One must not give credit to bad debtors,” said the dying man, softly, as he kissed his wife’s hand with a strange timidity, as if some troublesome third party had ordered this reserve. This tiresome third person was there, a witness to the amorous caresses of this husband. He was standing there between thetwo. The dying man saw this invisible messenger lying in wait in the darkness, mute and livid, waiting for the hour to strike. “What a pretty rose you have in your bodice!” said Godefroid, while his eyes looked higher than the flower, to the face that he loved best in all the world. She gdve him the rose, and he pressed it to his lips; as he made the movement todo so she saw Eomichbooks (E(@)