“Michelle, it’s me, Lucy. ” She sniffled. “Don’t you understand? It is I whom you cared for in Paris, not Anna. —Give me the letters, my love," she added aloud, and in her most winning accents; "they're some wicked forgeries. ‘That is better, no?’ ‘Dieu. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother. A young man with shiny frock coat and very high collar, advanced towards her languidly.
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