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She was ministering to the still prostrate Chevalier who, I think, remained prostrate now that he might continue to make appeal to her sympathy when suddenly she cut in upon Roxalanne's defence of me. "Where have you been?" she demanded suddenly. "When, my mother?" "This afternoon," answered the Vicomtesse impatiently. "The Chevalier was waiting two hours for you."
Of Roxalanne's love I was assured, and it seemed that I might win her, after all, once I removed the barrier of shame that now deterred me. It may be that those thoughts kept me awake until a late hour, and that to this I owe it that when on the morrow I awakened the morning was well advanced. The sun was flooding my chamber, and at my bedside stood Anatole. "What's o'clock?"
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