Sealed Lips — page 95: what you’re looking at

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SHALED LIPS. 87 you. And you, you belong to her body and soul.” “Listen!” commanded Patrice. “You are crazy, and I shall treat you as such. If you refuse to obey me and will not go to bed, I warn you, I shall take you by force.” Godefroid fell back in his chair. O’Farrell glanced at him and saw that it was not to disobey him. He had fainted. At daybreak he was delirious, caused by a burn- ing fever. | “Here he is for six weeks,” said the doctor, “or perhaps for a much shorter time, for the poor fellow is very dangerously ill. Listen to him! Jenny Sauval! Always the same! If I did not know that my patient was not a sentimental man, I should say that he was in love with this woman.” “Yes,” coldly replied Patrice, who doubted the discretion of these attending physicians at theaters; “one might be deceived, but itis of the singer that he thinks, not of the woman.” It was decided that Godefroid should have no other nurse than he, but another came that he was obliged to greet politely, willing or not; it was Madame Sauval. Fortunately she had other things to do than watch asick man; she had her daughter. The visits that she made the composer were not very long. When he was in a condition to understand anything, one could see that the vis- itor’s great desire was that her solicitude should not pass unnoticed. im Gomi E| 0) O)(O) KS (C 0)