‘Peste,’ she wailed, as Emile dropped to the floor, ducking down. Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. And it’s like the petals falling from a flower. “You were there, were you?” He laughed a little impatiently. Something, I'm convinced, has happened to the boys.
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