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"How one realizes the shortness of life," I said to myself, "by the

rapidity of sensations! I have only known Marguerite for two days,

she has only been my mistress since yesterday, and she has already so

cohts, my heart, and my life that the visit of

the Comte de G is a ot into his carriage and disappeared

Prudence closed theAt the sauerite called to us: "Co the table, and we'll have

supper"

When I entered, Marguerite ran to me, threw her arht

"Are we still sulky?" she said to iven hi to,

and he has proood"

In spite of uerite, she was already in her white dressing-gown We sat down to

table

Charuerite had them all, and I was forced

froht to ask of her anything