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Updated: May 1, 2025
A little frightened in that vast, unknown hall, embarrassed by the look of strange things, she drew the black tulle to her chin. "Here! You can not think of it." He said they were alone. "Alone? And the man with terrible moustaches who opened the door?" He smiled: "That is Fusellier, my father's former servant. He and his wife take charge of the house. Do not be afraid. They remain in their box.
You shall see Madame Fusellier; she is inclined to familiarity. I warn you." "My friend, why has Monsieur Fusellier, a janitor, moustaches like a Tartar?" "My dear, nature gave them to him. I am not sorry that he has the air of a sergeant-major and gives me the illusion of being a country neighbor."
Madame Fusellier, seeing her anxious, spoke softly to her: "Monsieur Jacques will come soon. Let Madame warm herself while waiting for him." A dim light fell with the rain on the glass ceiling. Upon the wall, the lady with the unicorn was not beautiful among the cavaliers in a forest full of flowers and birds. Therese was repeating to herself the words: "He has not yet come home."
I have walked tonight on the avenue where I met you one winter night. I have culled a branch of the boxwood at which you looked. In this city, where you are not, I see only you." He said at the end of his letter that he was to dine out. In the absence of Madame Fusellier, who had gone to the country, he should go to a wine-shop of the Rue Royale where he was known.
A little frightened in that vast, unknown hall, embarrassed by the look of strange things, she drew the black tulle to her chin. "Here! You can not think of it." He said they were alone. "Alone? And the man with terrible moustaches who opened the door?" He smiled: "That is Fusellier, my father's former servant. He and his wife take charge of the house. Do not be afraid. They remain in their box.
You shall see Madame Fusellier; she is inclined to familiarity. I warn you." "My friend, why has Monsieur Fusellier, a janitor, moustaches like a Tartar?" "My dear, nature gave them to him. I am not sorry that he has the air of a sergeant-major and gives me the illusion of being a country neighbor."
Madame Fusellier was the first to speak: "Monsieur Jacques is not at home." And, as Therese remained silent, immovable, Fusellier came near her with his broom, hiding with his left hand his pipe behind his back "Monsieur Jacques has not yet come home." "I will wait for him," said Therese. Madame Fusellier led her to the parlor, where she lighted the fire.
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