After you went he got up and took refuge in the preparation-room. Clotilde rushed out of the house, carrying her boy and tugging her girl by the ear. ‘Damn you, what’s the matter with you?’ he snapped in frustration. It was a grand life. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. Her husband stared at her over the candle flame. Hitherto she had seen it chiefly in pictures and other works of art, incidentally, and as a thing taken out of life. “I’m a big boy, you know. It seems to me very silly. It was apparent, and then it faded into the quality of an inevitable necessity. —'I see how it'll be,' observed Alsatia, 'everybody'll pay his debts, and only think of such a state of things as that.
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