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When I reached hoan to cry like a child There is no man to whom

a woman has not been unfaithful, once at least, and ill not knohat I suffered

I said to ht of these feverish resolutions which

one always feels as if one had the force to carry out, that I must break

with ht in order

to set out forthwith to rejoin my father and my sister, of whose love at

least I was certain, and certain that that love would never be betrayed

However, I did not wish to go aithout letting Marguerite knohy

I went Only a man who really cares noto her I made and remade twenty letters in my head I

had had to do with a wo too much She had treatedot the upper hand Iher the

satisfaction of knowing that she had made ant handwriting and with tears of rage and

sorrow in my eyes: "MY DEAR MARGUERITE: I hope that your indisposition yesterday was not

serious I caht, to ask after you, and was told

that you had not come in M de G was more fortunate, for he presented