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"Do you know M Armand Duval's address?" I asked

"Yes; he lives at Rue de ----; at least, that's where I always go to get

ood rave covered with flowers, half longing to

penetrate the depths of the earth and see what the earth had made of the

fair creature that had been cast to it; then I walked sadly away

"Do you want to see M Duval, sir?" said the gardener, alking

beside me

"Yes"

"Well, I am pretty sure he is not back yet, or he would have been here

already"

"You don't think he has forgotten Marguerite?"

"I aer that he wants to change