She dropped beside the chair, sat cross-legged, and laughed at the futile jade-coloured wall. This lifeless appearance was heightened by the extreme sharpness of her features—especially the nose and chin,—and by the emaciation of her limbs, which was painfully distinct through her drapery. The knight, who could ill brook this familiarity, instantly arose. I do not wish to return to Paris. “—and your aunt—” For a time he searched for the mot juste.
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