Sealed Lips — page 298: what you’re looking at

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290) SEALED LIPS. but she was so feverishly excited that her mother suspected at once that she had heard from Patrice. At last the hand marked the hour, and the one who had so faithfully loved started out for her first rendezvous with her lover. Fortune favored them. The rain kept all Paris in doors. The greenhouse, with its cool foliage, belonged to them. As she stepped inside she saw Patrice waiting for her; she was seized with a sud- den fear. Was he going to play once more the role of indifference that he had so cruelly sustained for two years? Was Pere Chrysostome deceived in what he had told her? She did not fear very long. Patrice came to meet her, and folded her in his arms, gazing at her with eyes full of love. He did not speak for several seconds, but looked at her with his heart overflowing with joy, for he felt at this moment that this charming creature who was to belong to him had never attained such perfection of beauty as now. Patrice knelt before her, and in a voice of suppressed emotion said: “Oh, my beloved! how much I love you!” She leaned her head on her fiance’s shoulder, scarcely surprised at this tender familiarity, mixed with such respectful adoration. Their love was a thing so old that she could not be offended. She replied, very low: “Repeat it once more. I have sought for it so long!” “What I would like to do would be to-open my GOmichboo KS Gom