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Updated: May 20, 2025


His wife was evidently undermining our friendship; by degrees he got rid of me, and we have altogether ceased to meet. "I have not got married which ought not to surprise you, I think." Margot Fresquyl had allowed herself to be tempted for the first time by the delicious intoxication of the mortal sin of loving, on the evening of Midsummer Day.

John's night, Margot Fresquyl for the first time yielded to the mortal sin of love. Did the miller guess his daughter's secret, when he heard her singing merrily from dawn till dusk, and saw her sitting dreaming at her window instead of sewing as she was in the habit of doing? Did he see it when she threw ardent kisses from the tips of her fingers to her lover at a distance?

"Alas! I dare not," he replied. "Listen: you know that I was picked up on the high road, that I have nothing in the world except my two arms, and that Miller Fresquyl will never let his daughter marry a poor devil like me." She interrupted him with a painful gesture, and putting her lips to his, she said: "What does that matter? I love you, and I want you ... Take me ..." And it was thus, on St.

And thus it was that for the second time Margot Fresquyl yielded to the mortal sin of love. "It is certain," Sulpice de Laurièr said, "that I had absolutely forgotten the date on which I was to allow myself to be taken in the very act, with a mistress for the occasion.

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